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The shorts had designer treads at the bottom made of white cotton. For the Cartel, Santiago was a “Truth Extractor”. On his feet, he had leather dress shoes. She was tossed around like a rag doll. Candice pleaded with him. She cried and begged for her mom to help her. He smiled then turned to the door and knocked on it. Candice sat in her room exceptionally bored. She grabbed the handle and turned the knob. Santiago was extremely rough with her. The door yanked open. Tears filled her eyes and her eyelids sputtered. He yanked her head up from the bed, her mouth gaped open in pain. The man just laughed. He wished he had enough money to own her outright. She tried to use her hands to protect herself, but she was too slow.
