My best friend won the grand prize in a seven-day trip to Thailand and insisted that my husband and I go with her. But as soon as I got off the plane, they drugged me and dragged me onto a bus. My husband, who had promised to protect me for life, hauled me into an unfamiliar place. “Selling you will cover our gambling debts nicely.” But when I saw the place, I was startled. It belonged to my biological father.
