Chapter 21
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PC Karim Rashid came out of the interview room feeling like someone had attached a thousand lead weights to him. He’d gone in to interview an unidentified male suspected of stealing food from a local shop, and had come out with an allegation of a major s*x trafficking ring that was operating right on their doorstep.
He knew this would likely be his last involvement with the case. Now, he had no choice but to refer it up to CID. It was just another thing which made him realise how much he wanted to work in CID himself, and to be the one to work on this sort of case. He could imagine the scale and intensity of the investigation now, and he salivated as he thought of it. It was the sort of case that could make an enormous difference to the fabric of local society.
Institutionalised s****l abuse wreaked havoc for thousands of people and their families, and if his interview with Milan could possibly go some way to helping to lift the lid on a local s*x trafficking ring, he’d be a very proud man. But he’d be even prouder to actively work on the case and help bring these people to justice.
He steeled himself, remembering his training. At the moment, they were just allegations. Milan could be a fantasist, he could be making up the story in order to deflect from crimes he’d committed himself. Nothing would surprise him any more. But there was that look in Milan’s eyes… He’d seen it many times before, and he’d never known anyone to be able to convincingly fake it.
He picked up the phone and called through to CID.
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