~RUBY
Ethan and Ash rushed to my side immediately. My hands were trembling badly now, and I had turned as white as sheet.
"What is it? What is in the goddamn document?" Ash asked, his words cold and impatient.
I could not speak so I passed the document to him wordlessly.
“These are records of business done in the black market! Human trafficking! s**t! They sell mostly girls!” Ethan exclaimed as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
“That's not even the worst part. It's a modeling agency called Amber. Ring a bell to you?” Ash asked.
I gasped as it began to make sense. “Amber Homes,” I muttered.
“Hold up, let me look it up on the internet,” Ethan said and I watched as he typed fast on his phone. Then he shook his head dejectedly after a few minutes. “s**t! This is hug
