Ride It |Book 2|

Chapter 1

WARNING: Mentions of human/child trafficking ahead. Read at your own risk!

Beatrice's POV

"Mr. Beauregard, please stand."

I hold my breath and lean forward in my seat, my eyes glued to the people showcased before me.

"After considering the evidence presented in the case, the testimonies of the victim's families, and the arguments presented by both the defense and prosecution, you have been found guilty for the crime of human trafficking, not one, but many young girls. This crime is particularly heinous, as it exploits and dehumanizes individuals for personal gain, causing immeasurable harm to the victims and society as a whole. In light of this, the court hereby sentences you to 30 years in prison."

I release the breath I didn't even know I'd been holding. I look down at Bentley's hand, which is securely clasped in my own, and then look up to find him already gazing at me with a reassuring smile.

Looking into his eyes, I can't help but fall. It's reassuring to have someone on your side to calm your nerves.

"You will not be eligible for parole until you have served at least 85% of your sentence. Additionally, you are ordered to pay restitution to the victims and their families in the amount of $3,500,000, to help cover the psychological treatment and emotional distress, as well as other related expenses. This sentence is in accordance with the guidelines set forth by our state laws on human trafficking and is intended to reflect the serious nature of your crimes and to serve as a deterrent to others who might consider engaging in similar criminal activities. You have the right to appeal the sentence within 30 days. Court is adjourned."

The hammer slamming onto the podium ended today's trial and Bentley immediately stands to leave.

Cash strolls over with his hands tucked in his suit pockets. He's the only one of us who bothered to dress up, since he represented the victims with a senior attorney to supervise him.

He was amazing. It's the first time I've ever seen him so serious. His voice boomed across the courtroom with his conviction to seek justice for all the victims. As it turns out, Beatrice and Macy weren't the only ones. After the cops raided the mayor's home, there were more records in his office that hinted at their close relationship with the St. Catherine's church. This proves that the Beauregards have been dabbling in human trafficking for years.

"Well, another one down, one more to go," he says as he tilts his head in a certain direction.

I turn to look to see Jason getting ready to leave the room. His bruised face is set, and despite the many scornful glances thrown at him, he keeps his head held high with that familiar scornful look in his eyes.

I frown.

He's the same as always.

"Let's go," Bentley says, grabbing my hand and tugging us towards the door. "How's the chances for Jason looking?"

Cash shrugs. "Not good. If he doesn't get at least 20 years in prison, I'll drop out of school."

"Be serious," Jack tries to hit his brother, but Cash quickly moves out of the way.

"I am!" Cash refutes.

I smile and lean into Bentley to whisper. "Did you enjoy the outcome?"

He glances down at me and purses his lips. I pause my teasing, taking note of the apprehension in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

He sighs. "I'm just worried. What if she really is still alive out there? How much is she suffering right now?"