The EKP officer's expression never changed, the unamused grimace firmly in place. "A few dozen were taken from the warehouse. We're still looking into if that was all of them, or if there are still some out there." He tried to think of the kids - something he'd been doing a damn good job of not doing to keep from flying into a rage. "Ages ranged from around ten to about fifteen." Had to keep them in the minor range in order to keep the clientele, no doubt.
And if only Jareth could figure out who the fuckers were who were buying them. If it wouldn't have traumatized the kids, he'd have asked them to point out the sickos.
"Whether you think it's possible or not is irrelevant," Jareth said, and his voice wasn't unkind, but it wasn't exactly empathetic, either. "He's linked to it, and we've got documentation that show he was running the show. Figured you should know the details since there's no way to keep something like this silent." Ever the optimist, he figured that the news was already making the rounds as they talked.