CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
By 5:30 that afternoon, the second man that had run from Mackenzie and Bryers was apprehended. The house belonged to him and it was becoming more and more clear that the neighbor’s story had been pretty accurate. It had taken just the slightest bit of pressure and questioning to make his friend crack under the pressure, revealing that they worked together to acquire pre-teen and teenage girls for s*x. Sometimes the parents were selling them, renting out their own daughters for anywhere between four hundred to one thousand dollars. But more often than not, the kids came of their own accord, rebelling against parents or seeking some sort of messed up security.
Neither of the men, however, fessed up to the deaths of Shanda Elliot, Susan Kellerman, Trevor Simms, or Dana M
