They bought Narin from a dealer who did business with a dealer who did business with ISIS. They paid $3,200—the market price for a human being on that particular day. Most of the money came from the tattoo shop. They had assistance from locals, people who wanted to help. It was no secret that one more Yazidi slave was being held captive in a house in a busy suburb in a booming city in Turkey, just as thousands of others were still in family homes in Syria, Kuwait, Iraq, Saudi Arabia…Prisoners in ordinary neighborhoods where life went on as normal.
