Fragments Chapter 1 Page 9

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On the 6th of June 2011 at 5.30am my love left in a cab for work. I never saw her again.

She was an air hostess flying in and out of Eastern Europe with Ryanair. FR4282 to Bratislava departed at 06.51am. The sex slave industry awoke the devil that day when they took her from me.


Stolen? What word works best?


My heart torn from my chest!

He looks at the cover of the notebook and then back to the entry wondering: These events are familiar, but why don’t they feel like my memories? Like somebody else’s.