Slow down, Susan, Keri said firmly as she pulled herself to a sitting position. Her head felt a little dizzy and she didnt protest as Ray put a steadying hand on her back as he sat down beside her on the couch. Well figure out how to find her. But first I need you to tell me everything you know about this whole Vista thing. Dont worry about repeating yourself. I want every detail you can recall.
Are you sure? Susan asked hesitantly.
Dont worry. Im okay now. I just needed a moment to take all this in. But Im a Missing Persons detective. This is what I do. Just because Im looking for my own daughter doesnt change the job. So tell me everything.
She pushed the speakerphone button so Ray could listen too.
Okay, Susan said. As I told you before, theres a club of rich johns who have pop-up sex parties in the Hollywood Hills. They call them Hill House Parties. The house is filled with girls, almost all underage prostitutes like I was. They usually have them every few months and most of the time, they only give a few hours notice, usually via text. Am I making sense?
Absolutely, Keri said. I remember you telling me about this. So remind me about the Vista event.
The Vista is like their biggest party of all. It only happens once a year and no one knows when. They like to give a little more notice for that one because no one wants to miss it. Thats probably why my friend heard about it already even though its not until tomorrow night.
And the Vista is different from the other Hill House Parties, right? Keri prodded, knowing Susan was reluctant to revisit the particulars and giving her permission to do it.
Yeah. At all the other parties, the john pays for whatever girl he likes and just does whatever he wants with her. Guys can be with anyone they want and a girl can be used all night by anyone. But the Vista is different. On that night the organizers pick one girl shes usually special in some way and make her the Blood Prize.
She stopped talking and Keri could sense she didnt want to continue, didnt want to hurt the woman whod rescued her and helped her see a future for herself.
Its okay, Susan, Keri insisted. Go on. I need to know everything.
She heard the girl give a deep sigh on the other end of the line before continuing.
So the event starts around nine at night. For a while its just like a regular Hill House party. But then they bring in the girl who has been chosen as the Blood Prize. Like I said, theres usually something different about her. Maybe shes a virgin. Maybe she was just abducted that day so shes been on the news. Once it was former child star who got hooked on drugs and ended up on the streets.
And this year its Evie, Keri prodded.
Yeah, theres a girl named Lupita from my hooking days in Venice who I keep in touch with. She still works the streets and she overheard some guys talking about how they were using the lady cops daughter this year. Theyre using the nickname mini-pig to describe her.
Very creative, Keri muttered bitterly. And you said they picked her because Im getting too close?
Right, Susan confirmed. The powers that be were tired of moving her around. They said shes become a liability with you constantly on the hunt for her. They just want to finish her off and dump her body somewhere, so you know shes dead and will stop looking. Im so sorry, Detective.
Go on, Keri said. Her body was numb and her voice sounded like it was coming from somewhere far away, outside of herself.
So its basically an auction. All the big spenders will bid on her. Sometimes it gets into the hundreds of thousands. These guys are competitive. Plus theres the fact that by punishing her, its like theyre reaching out and hurting you. Im sure thatll up the cost. And I think theyre all turned on by how it ends.
Remind me of that part, Keri asked, closing her eyes in preparation. She sensed Susans hesitation but didnt press, letting the girl gather herself to say what had to be said. Ray edged a little closer to her on the couch and moved his arm from her back, wrapping it around her shoulder.
Whoever wins the auction is taken to a separate room while the Blood Prize is prepared. Shes bathed and put in a fancy dress. Someone does her makeup, movie-star style. Then shes taken to a room where the guy gets to have his way with her. The only rule is he cant hurt her face.
Keri noticed that Susans voice had grown hard, as if she was turning off the part of herself that felt emotion so she could get through this. Keri didnt blame her. The girl went on.
I mean, he can do things to her, you know. He just cant hit her or slap her above the neck. Shes got to look right for the big event later. They dont mind if her mascara is streaky because shes been crying. That adds to the drama. Just no bruises.
What happens next?
The guy has to be finished a little bit before midnight because thats when the final sacrifice happens. They put her in a fresh dress and strap her down so she cant move too much. She can wriggle a little. They like that. But not too much.
Despite her eyes being closed, Keri sensed Ray stiffening beside her. He seemed to be holding his breath. She realized she was doing the same thing and forced herself to exhale when she heard Susan pause to swallow.
The guy puts on a black robe and a hood to hide his identity, she continued. Thats because the thing is shown on TV in the main room where everyone else is. I think its recorded too. Obviously none of these guys want video evidence of them murdering a teenage girl.
When theyre both prepped, the guy comes in and stands behind her. He delivers some prepared line, I dont know what. Then hes handed a knife and, right at the stroke of midnight, he slits her throat. She dies, right there on camera. Everybody recites something. Then they turn the TV off and the party resumes. Thats pretty much it.
Keri finally opened her eyes. She felt a tear trickle down her cheek but refused to wipe it away. She liked the way it almost burned her skin, like a wet flame.
As long as she could keep that flame of righteous fury alive in her heart, she was sure she could keep Evie alive too.
CHAPTER TWO
For a long time, no one spoke. Keri didnt think she could. Instead, she let the rising tide of rage fill her up, making her blood boil and her fingers tingle.
Finally Ray cleared his throat.
Susan, this is Detective Lockes partner, Ray Sands. Can I ask you a question?
Of course, Detective.
How do you know all this? I mean, were you at one of these parties?
Like I told Detective Locke, I was taken to a Hill House Party once when I was about eleven. I was never brought back but I know girls who have been. One of my friends was taken twice. And you can imagine how word spreads. Any girl whos been in the life in LA knows all the details about the Vista. Its become almost an urban legend. Pimps sometimes use it to keep their girls in line. Talk back and you might be the Blood Prize this year. Only this legend is actually true.
Something in Susans tone the mix of fear and sadness snapped Keri out of her silence. This young girl had made so much progress in recent months. But Keri feared that asking her to return, even just in memory, to the dark place shed inhabited for years was unfair and cruel. Susan had shared everything she could, at the cost of her own emotional well-being. It was time to let her try to be a kid again.