Ham could feel his heart thumping without ease on his chest. The pictures had flashed on his mind's eyes right at that moment when he had seen those children. He couldn't help the feeling. He thought he had kept them buried, but now, the scares have just been ripped open and he could feel the bleed on his soul.
Trafficking humans was one thing he hated so much. The reason was still unknown to him. Maybe it was because he had no love lost for his parents. Maybe it's because he had spent all his days trying to protect other kids from such fate which he himself has suffered so much from. That must be the only explanation. But, Killing twenty-five people in a cold blood?
