Jinna Evans returned to her room and shuddered at the thought of Phoebe Smith's ferocious expression just moments ago.
If she hadn't owed Phoebe Smith her life and wasn't controlled by the drugs Phoebe had given her, she would have wanted to flee this place by now.
Three months ago, she followed a group and smuggled herself into the United States, hoping to work here and make a lot of money before returning to her hometown in glory.
But little did she know she had been sold into prostitution here, constantly watched and without any chance to escape.
What mattered most was that the boss here was merciless, paying the deceived women only USD 5 per guest, with the rest of the money going straight into his pocket.
USD 5 per guest, even if you serve ten guests in a day, that's only USD 50. After food and clothing, what money would be left? How could she ever return home?