Digging Deeper

Digging Deeper
Bjorn 

I was angry and disappointed when I first left the house after Jennifer told me she wanted to take a break. I felt like I went through all the emotions today; Anger that all this had happened to her and at the people doing it.  
Disappointment that she didn’t want me with her at a time like this. Hurt that she didn’t trust me to keep her safe and protect her. Frustration at the powerlessness I felt at the fact the very police department I was a part of had failed her.  
Understanding, that she was doing what she thought was best for me. Doubt, that maybe she just used it as an excuse to get rid of me and finally, determination, that even if that was true, I would help her.  
I would find the people who kidnapped her tortured her, threatened her life, invaded her home, tried to take her dog and whatever else she was still hiding from me. I will find those responsible and I will make them pay.  
Something told me, the best place to start looking was that little hick town that Johnathan had come from and so, I set to work. After hours of searching for information, I finally came across something that could be useful.  
‘The Sunshine Collaborative. 
The Sunshine collaborative is a group, run by Wez Anderson. It fronts as a utopian society but do not be fooled dear readers, this place is not filled with sunshine at all. Behind it’s well guarded gates lies secrets that would make a dark prince proud.  
Graves filled with children's bodies, stockpiles of ammunition and horrors beyond your wildest nightmares are just some of what is hidden behind there facade of devout worshipers who make a simple living off the land and wish to live in peace.  
One ex-members tells the story of how they were subjected to hours of snuff films, being locked in dark rooms and other psychological torture that was so unbearably horrific that they couldn’t even speak the words to tell me about it. 
All was done in an effort to break them down so that the group could mould and groom them to do their bidding. They said that this was what they called ‘schooling’ in that place and was done to children as young as 5 or 6.  
This could go on for years in order to completely break down the child's psyche. Once they were deemed compliant, submissive and obedient enough, they were then subject to abuse from many of the older men in the group, known as ‘Church elders.’ 
They also spoke of how Wez, the man in charge of this place, was the only one allowed to procreate so if anyone else got pregnant outside of his many wife's then it would be taken care of in back alley abortions done by unqualified individuals with no after care or consideration given to the victims....’ 
The blog had been posted on a conspiracy site, and I have no way of knowing how accurate it was, but I hoped against hope that it was overdramatised click bait. Bile rose in my throat, and I had to stop reading for a moment to close my eyes in an effort to settle my stomach again.  
I had seen a lot in my twelve years of service but violence like this, especially against children, still got to me. I don’t think I could do my job properly if I stopped caring about sick stuff like this.  
Dealing with the darker side of human nature every day can be hard but knowing you are protecting innocent minds from having to know of such vile things, allowing them to live in a world where they don’t know that darkness exists, it can be enough to make you keep going.  
Some things stick with you, some scenes you can’t forget, faces and names that you carry with you.  
I never question if humankind is worth saving, I only question if I am enough to make any kind of difference when it comes to the evil in this world.  
Someone has to do it though, to form that line, that wall that tries to form a divide between the darkness and the light. To stand on the front line, so others can live freely in blissful ignorance.  
So even if there is only a shred of truth in this article, it is my duty to make sure it is dealt with. I don’t want to pass it on to their local PD yet, it would be too easy for this to be dismissed as ramblings from an online lunatic. It clearly hadn’t been taken seriously in the first place.  
I need to find more leads than this one article, if we could find the ex-member then that would be ideal. It is dated seventeen years ago though so who knows if they are even still around.  
The article was posted anonymously so, I sent a private message to the author and began to consider how I could track them down if I don’t get a reply. I couldn’t use the tech department here; they would tell me the case should be passed on to local PD.  
I thought of the twins that work with Jennifer. I think it’s Cieran who is the IT one? I had tried the number he called me on previously, but it’s disconnected. I could try going to the office, but I don’t really want to turn up at Jennifers job without telling her.  
I know she only just asked me for space, but I don’t know anyone else that could help me, and I don’t know how to get hold of Cieran without just asking Jennifer. I will give it some time, after all, the blog poster might get back to me.  
For now, I will keep digging. The best way to make sure you bring someone down is to find the irrefutable evidence and if my suspicions are true, if any part of that article is real, then the evidence will be out there.