- EVANGELISTA’S POV
- When I was brought into an extremely beautiful room, decorated in all black and a touch of red, I knew that there was no turning back on what I had said. It was a huge risk to let the people in Zuri’s camp know that I was related to Israel, but at that moment I had no other option. That was it; or I would have to accept the fact that I was going to become a sex worker.
- At the back of my mind, I knew that even though I was going to assist Zuri to find Israel, it was not going to guarantee my freedom. They could still find Israel and still kill me or send me off to become a sex worker. It dawned upon me why Israel emphasised that I should never tell anyone my real name. Zuri and her team all knew me as Leah, and they believed I was Leah. Not that anyone cared much about my identity anyway, they hardly ever spoke to me, and when they did, I was usually referred to as the girl, or that babysitter, even after they had known that I was not Anisha.