Chapter 211 - Witness Interview (2/2)

The officer quickly raised his hands to calm the woman down. ”Please calm down, Miss Wu. It's just a question that I have to ask.”

”What about the people that took you to the border of Belgium? Do you remember anything about them?”

Jaclyn described these men as well, but she began to feel discomfort at the pit of her stomach as the memories flooded back. The drugs had been suppressing these memories, but now that she was recalling it in chronological order, she began to remember things that she didn't want to, ”That trip was quick, so I only saw them briefly, but they had strong accents and I recall them calling each other Louis and Manon. They also injected me with heroin before the start of the trip.”

She then explained how she went from the border to Brussels and stopped there for a little while before being transferred to Cologne. ”I was locked inside a warehouse with three other women. One woman was from Paris, one was from Moscow, and one was from Bosnia.” That was when Jaclyn suddenly froze and began to tremble. She had almost forgotten about these three women.

The officer lifted his head and looked at Jaclyn. Something didn't seem right.

He passed her a glass of water and said gently, ”Take your time. Can you tell me what happened in that warehouse?”

”The woman from Moscow tried to escape...” Jaclyn suddenly recalled.

”Did she get caught?” the officer guessed.

Jaclyn nodded her head as her eyes opened wide in fear.

”There were 5 men guarding the warehouse. After they caught her escaping...they made us watch...as they took turns raping her,” Jaclyn said as she began to cry. The officer handed her a tissue and she took it thankfully.

”Afterwards, they dragged her limp body out and we never saw her again. They told us that if we tried to escape, the same thing would happen to us. I remember feeling terrified and paranoid.”

”When they finally packed us into the next truck, they injected us with heroin again and gave us each a loaf of stale bread for the journey. The heroin made me relax and forget about the scene I had witnessed, but when it wore off, the memories returned again.”

”By the time we arrived in Cologne, I found myself begging and pleading for more. I was desperate and the men took advantage of it. I had become addicted without knowing it. They waved a syringe above my head and forced me to dance for them. I remember those particular faces the most. They were the most disgusting faces I had ever seen in my life!” Jaclyn sobbed.

”Did anyone r.a.p.e you at any point?” the officer asked after a moment of hesitation. He knew it was a sensitive question, but he needed the details.

When Jaclyn heard this question, her heart began to race and her mind became fuzzy. She remembered sleazy faces looking at her, she remembered hands running across her body, she remembered her clothes being torn from her body...

At that moment, Jaclyn jumped out of her seat and ran for the door. It was too overwhelming, she didn't want to answer this question, she didn't want to think about what happened.

As she opened the door and rushed out, she ran into a pair of familiar arms. ”What's wrong, Jaclyn?” a sweet voice asked.

Jaclyn looked up and found herself face-to-face with Mia. ”I don't want to stay here,” Jaclyn cried as she threw the woman's arms away and tried to run.

But, Mia quickly grabbed onto her and pinned her against the wall. ”You can't run away from your problems like this...” she whispered. ”Tell me, why are you so upset?”