tagged, priced, and transported with a cold efficiency that reduced their lives to mere numbers. These were the unseen laborers in a machine that seemed impervious to justice, a world where the screams of those trapped within it were drowned by the noise of greed and power. The system seemed flawless, running like clockwork—until it wasn’t. One run, one simple misstep, one body that refused to disappear, and the empire of trafficking, blood money, and dead silence began to unravel.
