Children Signed For Cash.

I worked in child protection for eight years. Access to addresses, schedules, medical notes ' everything. At first it was small: passing along which flats were empty for a 'mate in debt.' Then a man offered real money for information about a teenage girl in care. I told myself I was just giving names, not causing harm. I never saw what followed. I stopped asking. Payments came in envelopes, then crypto, then cash dropped behind the leisure centre. When a boy from my caseload vanished, the office said 'runaway.' I knew better. I kept working. Took promotions. Signed safeguarding forms with the same hands that had sold the risks. It ended when a foster carer leaked my messages to the police. I didn't resist. I was already tired of pretending I didn't know.