“Run now, while you still can.”
The voice echoed through the walls of the darkly lit hall.
“GET OUT NOW!”
The young blond stopping in her tracks, her entire body quivering. The desolate bathroom corridor is pungent with the scent of human waste.
The rest stop between LA and Vegas covered in signs warning of human trafficking.
A squeak of the men’s room door stopped her words from forming. A sharp turn of her body, the girl tried to heed the warning. Instead, her fate awaited her in the form of a man.
In an instant, your life can change. Warning signs are there for a reason.