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protect his daughters at all cost.  They were taken while walking home from school. If one of Chance’s informants had not of seen who took them we may have never found them.
    “Sasha,” I feel Chance’s warm hands on my shoulders. 
    “Hey you, I thought you wouldn’t be here until dinner time,” I look up smiling. I feel my heart beat a little faster when I am around Chance. 
    “We have some news about Jenny,” he whispers in my ear.
    I stand up and walk with him around the garden.
    “So she’s been traded?” I say in shock. It was a hard knocks of life for women caught in slave trafficking.  They were merchandise. They are heavily used and sometimes thrown out like trash.
    I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek.
    “Poor girl,” I can’t help but think it could easily be me in her place.
    “Chance, what is Frank going to do?” I ask in fear.
    “Oh he’s going in with guns,” He says tightly.
    “His little girl has been passed around… she might not even be able to…” his voice trails off.
    “Why can’t we go to the police?” I ask.
    “Yeah, no, Frank runs a crooked side business,” he sternly reminds me.
    “I know but they must want to stop what is happening to these girls,” I stammer.
    “We need to get to her, we are going tonight,” he says.
    “We? You mean you’re going?” I ask.
    “I can’t not go, she’s like a little sister,” Chance says pulling away from me.
    “Then I am going too,” I insist. I feel my heart flutter I can’t be apart from him.
    “No, you can’t get hurt,” He raises his voice. I don’t want to back down even from him.
    “Chance,” I don’t know how to convince him.
    “That’s my final word,” he barks.
    “Chance you don’t own me!” I yell back
    “Sasha, I know you are just wanting to help, but I can’t fight with worrying if you’re hurt.  You must stay here,” he says looking into my eyes. I knew I was important to Chance but I didn’t realize he had started to feel this way about me. Maybe I am more to him than just a girl.
    I slump my shoulders forward. I know he is right.  I realize something has changed between us.  Maybe I am his now.
    I kiss him passionately before he rides off with the gang.  I am left to pace and worry over him as he travels across country. The rumor was she had been traded to a group known for pimping their girls out.  The way these groups worked was shuffling girls around or even across states to keep them from being found by the authorities.   High quality stalk wasn’t easily stolen and kept if it stayed in one place too long.
    A few days go by without word from the group.
    “Don’t worry Sasha he will be back soon,” Veronica says as she gathers up her things. “I’m going into town, do you need anything? Tampons, Cigs?” She asks.
    “No I am fine,” I laugh. As she walks out the door, it hits me. It’s been over a week, no I can’t be.
    I run outside, “Veronica, I will come with you,” I say. 
    Inside the store, I separate from Veronica and find a test.  I go into the restroom quickly and take a test that may change my life forever.  My heart pounds as I sit waiting for the results, I smile thinking about if I had boy would he look like Chance.  However, what would Chance do and did he honestly love me?
    I knew I felt deeply for him but was it more than just the fact he is the first man in my life not hurt me.  Maybe he would make me his old woman but I swore I would never let a man own me when Jim did what he did to me.  I shake myself again shoving the dark emotions deep inside myself.  I don’t want to think about the past anymore.
    I pick up my test and look at the pink plus sign shaking my hand. “No,” I say aloud.
    I rejoin Veronica and spend the day shopping with her.
    When we return home, I hear my phone ring it is Chance.
    “We got her, we are on our way,” I hear his voice it sounds ragged.
    “Chance, are you okay?” I ask.
    The phone drops the call on his