An authority on child sex trafficking has spent decades trying to understand whether the unthinkable happened to her, too. Together with a journalist, she went looking for evidence — and found it:
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An authority on child sex trafficking has spent decades trying to understand whether the unthinkable happened to her, too. Together with a journalist, she went looking for evidence — and found it:
Agents told Kate her father was “upset” about her allegations. “He said he wouldn’t admit to something he didn’t do just to give her closure,” one of them wrote.
Kate took all this in as she sat at a conference room table in the JFK building, looking out at an expansive view of Boston Harbor.
Although the words wouldn’t be recorded in their notes, she remembers the investigators telling her their visit ended with her father saying, “I’ve never done anything to hurt those girls.”
Something about that statement feels off, Kate thought as she swiveled in her chair. She hadn’t asked the agents to inquire on her sister’s behalf.