Rachel has lived in human transport for years. She's now 24. She has seen things she can only describe as too horrible for even Colleen Hoover or H.D. Carlton to think about writing. She's been passed around the system for as long as she can remember. Sometimes she's sold to underground Clubs, to Wealthy men, and she's even been sold as a trophy Slave. Her current owner is a wealthy club. Clubs and bars that you can only get into if you have connections to the owners, mafia, mob, or some kinda high powered gang. She works as a waitress. Serving drinks in little outfits that left nothing to the imagination.