Mia stood outside the café, shivering a bit in the winter wind. The forecast called for snow, and she sure felt it in the air.
She had spent the past three weeks intensively doing research, and all her leg-work had finally paid off: just yesterday a prostitute named Goldie had told her about a former-prostitute she was still friendly with named Justine.
Apparently, Justine’s boyfriend was pretty involved in the kids-for-s*x trade and Justine was being forced to take part. She'd apparently refused to have anything to do with hurting kids in the beginning, and had ended up with a smashed cheekbone, dislocated shoulder, and nine stitches in her head for her insolence. Goldie asked Mia to try to convince Justine to flip on her boyfriend to the cops, to get her away from him and out of the k
