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realities of addiction, sexual violence, and sex trafficking. So please be mindful when listening. Amber Keele grew up in Salt Lake City, Utah, in the 90s. As a kid, Amber was curious about the world around her. I was vibrant. Just full of life and wanted to learn things my way. There was a part of me that wanted to seek and know and do and figure it out for myself. She and her friends bet their days roaming around Salt Lake City together. We were just in the

neighborhood all the time. You know, hop in fences to take shortcuts in the summer. We were out until the sun came down, living on roller blades and hanging out in malls. Those parts of childhood were a bright spot. But Amber's childhood was also defined by a lot of hardship. She lived with her

mom. They've always been really close. But Amber had a turbulent relationship with her stepdad.

Right? My pre-pubescent era. I had some issues at home with my stepfather. Because of that, Amber started spending as much time as she could outside of the house. But the adult she met there weren't safe either. There were some pretty dangerous men in the neighborhood offering cigarettes and drugs and alcohol. And with my mindset at the time, I really just wanted to experience everything, including the underbelly of society. By the time she was 13 years old,

she was drinking and using drugs regularly. It was intriguing, tiny. I definitely knew the inappropriate individuals in the neighborhood and would seek them for drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, a place to hide. Amber's mom was desperate to help her. I was in and out of juvenile systems, locked down facilities, ankle monitors, wilderness programs, ordered therapy, all levels of care.

Hanging out with all the wrong crowds and using drugs that became a part of my life.

“Amber desperately wanted to escape. She was dependent on alcohol and marijuana.”

I was running from life, I ran and ran and ran. I didn't stop running until I got pregnant.

Amber had her first son at just 16 years old. I'm dropping out of school and desperately needed help

in raising him and that came down to my mom and my grandma helping me. She tried to build some stability. She got sober and poured any spare time outside of raising her son and working into studying. Eventually, she got her GED. From the outside, things looked better. But internally, Amber didn't feel normal. I felt so awful in my own skin. I was buzzing on fire on the inside and didn't really know why. I just knew that I needed to be normal and I couldn't do it.

Amber's mom and stepdad had separated, but he had started buying drugs for Amber.

“So she heard from him pretty regularly. I remember not hearing from the stepfather for a few days”

and wondering why and I went over to his house, no one answered the door and so I broke in. She went upstairs and into his bedroom. Her stepdad was there lying in his bed. The room was a mess. He was urinating an empty vodka bottles and I remember just yelling, "I don't like get up. You're so gross. Get your shit together." Amber kept telling him to get up as she made her way through the room, but her stepdad didn't budge. I went to go shake-in to wake him up and as soon as I touched him,

I actually realized what was going on. He had passed away. The shock took over my body and I just felt that feeling of like, "I need to run. I need to get out of here."

Amber called 911. First responders showed up and her mom was close behind.

Amber was only 18. She was terrified being in the house with her stepdad's body, so she drove away and didn't look back. That was a tipping point for me and I immediately just spun out and I couldn't get high enough at that point. There was not enough drugs on the planet that could have helped me escape from that. I was full of rage and the overstimulation of my body. That's when Amber met someone who offered her a new solution.

“He was like, "Hey, do you want to get high?" I was like, "Yeah, I think I just needed to get out of my”

skin." He introduced a needle to me and nothing fed me. That was it for me. I had obtained the outer body experience I was looking for, so I just kept looking for it. I didn't continue shooting it, but I did continue smoking meth for several months. That was absolutely devastating for me and everyone who loved me. Amber's mom and grandmother took over the care of her son, her meth addiction quickly spiraled into other criminal behavior. This tornado of

meffius, I had accumulated several more charges after that, forgery and theft and possession, and I was 19 years old and accumulating felonings like they were candy. Then one day Amber found out she was pregnant again. She knew that she needed support to stay sober through her pregnancy, so she checked into a rehab facility. Being there was a big help, but at her next doctor's appointment, she received devastating news. Her baby had passed away. I had a placental

eruption and I had to give birth to him and bury him. And it was just like trauma after trauma after trauma. After that, she stayed at the rehab facility. That community helped her through her grief and that facility kept me there for like six months. They supported me and they loved me and they knew that I had a fire inside of me that just needed to be harnessed properly. Receiving long-term care was a turning point for Amber. And then things really started

looking up for me. I was feeling kind of stable and acclimated. She went back to school and met the man who would become her husband. For a while, things were good. They decided to have

a baby together and their son was born, safe and healthy. For the first time, stability didn't

I've known what it feels like to come up for air and live on Earth with some sense of happiness

“and satisfaction. But her husband had his own history of addiction. He was sober on and off”

through their relationship. And when their baby was just a couple months old, my husband was struggling and there was a situation at the home where he had kicked down the bedroom door just like shattered into pieces and I was just there with these two little boys and so much fear. This was a turning moment for me where I fell out of love with him. He showed a side of himself that I couldn't unsee. So she left her husband and moved back in with her mom. She was now trying to raise two

young kids, work full-time, and most of all, stay sober. It was working at this job and paying

for these bills and that feeling started to creep up again. That suffocating feeling that she couldn't handle this, that she needed to escape her body. It was overwhelming and of course I did what my system knew to do. I reached out to what was my husband's drug dealer. She started doing cocaine. I felt like super mom doing cocaine in the morning to go to work and come home and do a little bit more cocaine to make dinner and it's like I could do this. Of course I can manage a cocaine habit.

Amber's family quickly noticed a change in her. They realized she was using drugs again. And of course the boundary is you don't let the drug addict come home. You don't give a money. You set up really firm boundaries. You protect the kids. It was unwilling to stop using and that was it. I was out. Her son stayed with her mom and grandmother. Amber left the house and her struggle with addiction spiraled further. As long as I could keep a drug in my system,

I could avoid the devastation of being this piece of shit mother. Her drug dealer said she could live at his house. She was out of options so she agreed. Amber quickly became dependent on him. He was providing her drugs, shelter, and the closest thing to stability she had at the time. But one day he told her, "They were short on money for the week." And he positioned it like, "Hey, I just need you to get us by this one time. I just need to

do this one thing. You're just going to go give us guy a hand job and that's it. He's going to pay this much and we're going to be fine." Amber felt trapped. Like she had no choice. She didn't want to do it. But her addiction came first. She was already dealing with withdrawal symptoms, so she agreed.

“I was like, okay, you know, I was disgusted by it. I remember the first time doing it just”

this ability to just check out of myself, just get it done, get it over with, and never do it again.

But not long after that, he told her they were facing another financial crisis. I'm going to need to do it again. Well, there was a few times there where I consented. And then I remember the day that I didn't consent. She told the man she was living with. She didn't want to do this anymore. As a note to listeners, Amber is going to describe an experience of graphic violence.

I said no. And that was my first real experience of extreme violence. He attacked her and sexually assaulted her. Amber lost consciousness. The next thing she remembers

“it was dark and I'm just remember the light freezing passing like he's driving really fast and”

ended up in an emergency room. Amber was rushed into the hospital, still fighting for consciousness. Wasn't until I got an IV that I found out what was happening. I had been penetrated with something and I was bleeding out in the emergency room. Amber went into emergency, vaginal reconstructed surgery. Right after surgery, he's right there and we're taking IVs out of my hand and hospital staff is pleading for me not to leave. But he had called a cab. She knew if she didn't

leave with him. She could be an even greater danger. As Amber walked out of the emergency room, the severity of the situation sunk in. She was being forced to perform non-consensual sex acts. She was being coerced and threatened and when she didn't comply, she was met with severe violence. The man she'd turned to for drugs and for housing was sex trafficking her. You know, in that moment I knew I was, I knew I was being sex trafficked and that went on for

I'm on cocaine and heroin. So many times I tried to get away from him. I would try and leave and

“run away and he's stalking. He threatened my family like it was incredibly intense.”

Her addiction was used to control her. I'm catching felonies of my own and I'm just completely do sensitize to incarceration. In 2016, Amber was on probation for a few different felonies. I'm in a lot of trouble. I'm at the bottom of the barrel. One day, she was at a scheduled check-in with her probation officer. During that time, I'd had broken ribs and broken arm and black eyes

and all sorts of issues, stitches. But this is the first time I'd finally gotten a female probation officer.

And she just looks at me and says no one gets hurt this much. Tell me what's going on. She was the first one to kind of notice it and how she positioned the question was not what's wrong with you. It was like, what's happening to you? Finally, someone saw beyond the drug use and her felonies to the horrific abuse that was driving at all. Amber felt seen, but she was terrified. If her trafficer found out she had told the cops what was happening, it could be life

threatening for her. I felt so suicidal in my mind. I'm like, you know what? I'm just going to tell

“the truth and my life is going to be over. And I told her, I told her what's happening”

and she's like, I know. This man is dangerous. He's been dangerous. Many women have

press charges, but he's always gotten away with it because they're too scared to come to court.

And she's like, I want to help you. The probation officer contacted the Midvale City Police Department. A detective joined them. He started asking Amber questions. And I'm starting to explain it, but at the time my phone starts blowing up and it's him. Her check-in with her probation officer was taking longer than normal. Her trafficer was demanding to know where she was. And so the detective's like, okay, I don't want to tip him off. So I'm going to give you this

witness statement. I want you start feeling it out until as much detail as possible. And as soon

“as you have it filled out, quickly drop it off in my office. We are ready for you. We're prepared”

for you. We're going to help you. The detective handed Amber a blank witness statement. A stuffed little piece of paper in my pocket. And she headed home. I folded up into a little square and I hid it in a piece of luggage under the stairs. One night, Amber could tell something was wrong. He found it. He found the witness statement. And he saw what I was doing. And then I was getting ready to

tell that night was horrifying. Amber endured extreme physical and sexual violence. After a while, her trafficer finally fell asleep. And while he was asleep, I called with police. But the officer on the other end of the line didn't know who she was. He didn't know she'd been working with their department. He tried and safely get away from her trafficer. I tried to explain to him what was going on. But he just wasn't listening to me.

Police were dispatched to Amber's house, not understanding the complexity of the situation. Or how to help? They were there for all of like maybe two minutes. And they actually took him to jail because he had drugs and a scale in his pocket. They took him on misdemeanor assault and felony possession. He bailed out immediately. Now, Amber was even less safe than before she called the police. He comes right back and assaults me again. And I get away again. And this is all before

the detective arrived to work. Finally at 9 a.m., the detective familiar with Amber's case arrived at the Midvale City Police Department. And he responds immediately and he's like, I'm so sorry,

this will never happen again. The police were sent back to Amber's house. Her trafficer fled

before they got there. He was now on the run. The police stationed up at Trulman outside her house to protect Amber day and night. Law enforcement would come in and make sure I'd have food and they'd see if I need a ride anywhere. But I am out of my mind. Absolutely terrified. I will not go to sleep. Finally, one of the officers called Amber. Amber, we got him. You can go to sleep. You're going to be safe. Everything's going to be fine. But the next morning, my story makes the news.

with him gang affiliation and drug affiliation knew it was me. This reporting compromised her safety

and having news people show up at my door asking me if I want to give a statement. It was absolutely horrifying. Amber was given a small amount of crime victims' reparations money, but it wasn't much. She spent all of it on three days at a detox center. And I was an employee detox. I was still throwing up because I had such a raging opioid addiction. Law enforcement had put her trafficer behind bars, but that was where their support ended.

She was still living in the same conditions that led to her being traffic. And I didn't have a way out. Eventually, it was time for her traffickers preliminary hearing. Amber was a sign of victim advocate. But how did we get ahead? It was like scared of this whole situation.

“I think it was the first time she ever heard anything like this in her life. This hearing would”

determine what charges her trafficker would face. Amber had to describe her trauma in detail. Amber took the stand and testified against her trafficker. I'm up on the stand for like hours. And he's looking right at me with pure evil in his eyes. You can tell he is so angry. And his defense attorney is asking the most horrible questions. You like it. You wanted to do this, and I could not believe it. Up on the stand, Amber thought a familiar feeling taking over.

That oversimulation in my nervous system was happening again. I wanted to get out of my skin. When the hearing ended, the charges against her trafficker went through. People congratulated her. They're like, "You did a great job. Congratulations. Let us know if you need anything." Their words floated through her. She could hardly hear them. All she could feel with the suffocating feeling, swelling up higher than before. I drove right to the block,

bought the most of her one that I could buy. I shot up, and my intention was to overdose. Hours later, Amber woke up in her car. Of course, I didn't die. I wake up and I'm like, God, damn it. The sun is down. I'm like totally disoriented. And I'm like looking around. I've been robbed. Like the rip the stereo out of my car. You told doesn't have any residential facilities designated for survivors of sex trafficking. And law enforcement had no idea what to do either. There wasn't

any infrastructure to properly support survivors. Everyone was just like, "Oh, God. We know that we messed up. The system messed up. We almost had this girl killed. Let's just leave her to her own demise." Right when she needed someone to lean in and support her through the trauma of testifying against her trafficker. Everyone backed off. The cops are like, "We're going to support you. We're not going to charge you anymore. My PO's like, "We're just going to have a check-in by email. We're

not going to have a drug test or anything." So of course, I just continued to use.

When her trafficker's criminal trial finally came, Amber didn't return to court to testify against

him. And they had to drop charges because the victim wasn't there to testify. And so they let him out of jail. And he was a free man. Knowing her trafficker was out of jail, Amber was on edge. I knew I couldn't go to sleep, so I'm just doing as much cocaine as possible and trying to stay up. Amber had been up for several days. She was in her car driving around mid-veil when she crashed.

“And I just remember like boom, boom, crash, crash, crash. I hit my head on a steering wheel and”

I sit back and I try to open my eyes. She realized she was in front of the police department. I have side-swipeed all of the cars in front of mid-veil city. Police Department. Amber was taken to the hospital and then to jail. And I thought they were just going to let me out again. No, they didn't. I had been given way to many chances and the judge had seen that and

I was on my way to prison for the first time. And I was going out there on some pretty serious

charges, second degree distribution, a aggravated salt, a weapons violation by a restricted felon. And now this DUI, during her sentence, she kept to herself and stayed sober.

“And I just remember crying and realizing that I had extreme mental health issues. And everything”

that I had learned to survive these experiences I was going to need to unlearn. And I started becoming very angry. She thought about all the people that had harmed her. All the systems

There was a goal coming together in Amber's mind. When she got out of prison,

she wanted to devote her life to making a change for other survivors of trafficking. They knew that there was something growing in me. There was going to take me far. I felt like I was obligated to turn what the hell I had been through into some sort of purpose in order to make sense of my life. [music]

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“When Amber's prison sentence ended, she went straight into treatment for her mental health.”

I needed months and months of extreme trauma therapy at every kind of level of care you can think of. After nine months, Amber was ready to leave treatment. I was in a place now where I felt stable and strong, and I knew I wasn't going to return back to drugs. She started school, working on a degree in computer science and information systems. And she had a new purpose in life to help survivors of sex trafficking in Utah. She knew something had to change.

I was pissed. I was really pissed. I had watched a lot of people really, really destroy survivors

with their rescues. The most glaring problem Amber saw was the lack of support and resources

for survivors after they were rescued by law enforcement. Because you can rescue survivors all day long, and then what? The exact same thing that happened to me. You're still in the same environment. Same people, and they just end up back into trafficking. She wanted to work with an organization that was focused on long-term aftercare for survivors, like safe housing, mental health support, addiction recovery programs,

and financial aid. But she hadn't found a nonprofit with that mission yet, so she jumped in where she could. Enjoying street outreach teams that offered survivors immediate resources. Like needle exchange, condoms, wound care, Narcana, and the lock zone. Amber kept close tabs on all the organizations doing anti-trafficking work in Salt Lake City. Whenever she saw a new one pop up, she reached out to make sure they were working responsibly

and understood the landscape of trafficking in Utah. We saw this new organization hit the street. It's called Exodus. Exit us. Amber reached out to the organization on Facebook. Like, hey, I'm a survivor in Utah. I want to find out what you're doing. I want to talk to you.

But she never got a response. She figured maybe the organization never got off the ground.

A little while later, Amber attended a fundraising event. There were a few speakers there, but one woman stood out from the rest.

“And I remember listening to her and I'm like, gosh, she is captivating.”

Her name was Candice Rivera, and she happened to be the founder of Exodus. I was like, oh, they're still on the scene. After the event, Amber sent Candice a message. Hey, I see Exit's starting to like catch some traction here. I want to meet you. This time, Candice responded and they hopped on a call. Amber explained who she was and told Candice a bit about the work she had been doing in Salt Lake City.

And she was like, really? Wow, I would love to meet you. Yeah, well, you just come around. We'll have a private meeting and we'll get to know each other. Candice lived in Alpine, Utah. One of the wealthiest suburbs of Salt Lake a few days later. Amber made the 30-minute drive out to her house.

“And I remember arriving to her house up on Alpine as this huge, beautiful home.”

I remember just walking in this home and I was like, whoa, the house was stunning. Amber looked around and all. Candice greeted her and encouraged her to sit down and make herself at home. Then Candice told Amber, more about her new nonprofit, Exodus. She was just getting started. You know, but she was meeting the right people and talking to the right people and also had this passion of bridging law enforcement with nonprofit work.

And I was like, oh shit. Okay, this looks really promising. Amber was impressed. That was exactly the kind of work she was passionate about. She was excited to meet someone who shared her goals. The two women kept talking and Amber learned more about Candice's life. She's a single mom and she's a nurse and she's raising two boys of her own. I was like, oh god, she's kind of inspiring. You know, she had that super mom thing that I had only obtained while

on cocaine. She motivated me. And beyond that, Amber just like talking to her. Candice was bold, confident, direct. Utah is a very conservative and to get my point across. I'm really annoying and loud and like she was kind of the same way. When she finished talking about Exodus, Candice asked Amber if she'd be comfortable sharing more about her experiences as a survivor of sex trafficking. Amber was used to people shying away from the brutal realities of her story. But hearing what she'd

I would love to coach you. Let's do this thing together. Just totally supportive of me.

“I was like, man, this feels like sisterhood. When Amber was getting ready to leave Candice's house,”

Candice gave her a go bag. A bag of donations that Exodus typically gave survivors. It was full of creature comforts. Randy Nike's make up a set of matching sweats. And it was such nice donations. And I was like, wow, I would love for the girls on Nortempo to get a bag like this.

This is like new stuff. Driving back to Salt Lake that day, Amber finally felt a sense of certainty.

This is what she had been looking for. I was like, okay, I've been looking for a nonprofit that will exercise a lot of funding into aftercare. And so I'm going to align with this nonprofit. I'm just going to put all my fire into it. She told Candice she was all in. She wanted to volunteer as much as she could to help the organization grow. Let's get this thing going and let's do it

“right. Let's get it off the ground. And that's what they did. Together, Amber and Candice made”

Exodus the first nonprofit for survivors of sex trafficking that focused on providing aftercare services. Amber had a full-time job and was raising her sons on her own again, so she was busy, but she volunteered with Exodus whenever she could. They gave her a title, survivor advocate. Introducing our staff and volunteers to what adults survivors look like, what does survivor needs in advocacy, navigating the court system looks like, and that's kind of my forte.

Amber began working directly with survivors. Lovers have reached out to me and they'd be like, hey, we've identified this survivor. She wants to get out. She's identified her traffickers. She needs safe housing. She needs detox.

“And I jump right in. Like, okay, Candice, here's a survivor. I'm going to utilize Polaris project”

for flight. Safehouse project for placement. LDS hospital for detox. She's like, yeah, yeah, yeah, cool, do it all. As they began working closely together, Candice offered Amber one on one coaching to help her achieve her goals. Amber was eager to learn from Candice. I felt like there's this top level executive nurse, single mom, boss babe that was taking me under her wing. They started spending more and more time together. Candice would invite Amber

over to her house. Amber met her two young kids. And when they had their mentoring sessions, they'd go along drives up into the mountains. Their minds were clear. And Amber felt like she could talk about anything. I really kind of let her in to my most vulnerable spaces inside my mind and my goals and what I wanted in some of my secrets. After a few mentoring sessions, Candice told Amber that she thought it would be really powerful if Amber shared her story publicly.

To promote what after care can do first survivor and how exodus can be that organization.

Amber always had to fight hard to be heard, kicking down doors herself.

Now Candice was offering her a powerful platform. I really wanted to utilize this and try to make other survivors voices heard and I had an endless amount of firing me to do it. But if Amber was going to get on stage and represent exodus, Candice had some recommendations on how Amber presented herself. I cuss a lot. And for Utah women, it can be really off-putting. She did explain that to break down certain doors, you had to kind of present a certain way.

And I needed coaching on public speaking and I was open to this because I wanted to be the most effective advocate that I could be. So Candice started coaching Amber on how to deliver her story in the most impactful way. Candice had built an impressive reputation for herself as a leader in the anti-trafficking space. She had an entire series happening with KU TV channel to news here in Utah about what trafficking looks like and solid city and we would take these news broadcasters

out on the streets at night and these high crime areas and let them witness it for themselves. Candice Rivera is the CEO and founder of Exodus. She took us along on the community outreach work her teams do nightly. It's around 10 o'clock on a week night downtown Salt Lake City.

Candice had access to some really powerful spaces in Utah, politically and culturally,

and she was inviting Amber to share that spotlight with her to tell her story. She started setting up media appearances for Amber. Different news agencies and

by powerful people, Candice made Amber feel like the most important person in the room.

“She would take me right to these individuals and she looked like this was the”

androes telling you about. And then with the cameras rolling, Amber would tell her story. She'd explain the realities of what sex trafficking looked like in Utah and how Exodus was working to change that Candice is right there with her supporting her. She made me feel like surviving the horrors that I had been through and some of these really embarrassing moments of my life like prison and rehabs and psychiatric stays were not to be shamed based and that they can be

transmitted into this big beautiful thing. It made me feel really good inside. As a forward facing advocate, Amber developed relationships with various law enforcement agencies, including Homeland Security. They were looking to step into the arena of anti-trafficking efforts and what that actually looks like in Utah. Homeland Security told Amber they wanted to work with her

“on an upcoming rescue. They knew their work would be more effective if they partnered with a”

survivor and a local nonprofit. They brought a lot of different nonprofits in and they

ultimately asked me which one I wanted to work with and of course I chose Exodus.

During this time, the NBA all star games were coming to Utah. Anytime there's a large sporting event, we're going to see an influx of all trafficking, drug trafficking, human trafficking, gambling, so Exodus, Homeland Security, and other local law enforcement agencies began to plan a large-scale sting operation. They would implement Exodus supportive exit strategies, train victim advocates

would be present unseen, as well as social workers and medical professionals. The goal is to take Candace out on site to the hotels because she's a medical professional, and all say headquarters at Homeland Security from when they bring the survivor back if they've decided to exit. Each assessment requires to be looked at individually and it's very unique. The operation was successful. The exited multiple survivors and arrested their

traffickers. The sting operation was covered on the news, highlighting Candace's leadership. She's already got other law enforcement agencies across the country that she's going to start training with some of these methods. Now that she says this proof of concept has been proven so successful. Exodus had a lot of eyes on them and not just locally. Candace's work was gaining traction across the country and internationally. Candace was also leading international

rescue operations. One in Afghanistan and one in Ukraine. She would leave and take our international ops teams to different areas. Amber wasn't involved in this work. She only knew the basic details of what Exodus international teams were working on. Afghanistan. We had our individual so we were going to exit whole generations of families, sometimes 40 people. They were safe housing and transport and an ops team, trying to escape the Taliban. Candace was really passionate about the work

Exodus was doing internationally, but it made Amber uncomfortable. I had no experience dealing with the Taliban. None. And I wasn't going to pretend to know what I do know is you saw sex trafficking

“drug culture gain culture. That's what I do know. And I just stayed in my scope.”

For the last two and a half years, Amber had been working with Exodus for free, volunteering her time on nights and weekends. There was only one thing that would make Amber consider coming on full time and accepting a paycheck. If they could get a joint task for a signed with law enforcement, I wasn't going to come on full time until we had this done. This was my dream. One day Candace sent Amber a cryptic text telling her she had big news and to prepare for a phone

call that evening. Amber's mind was racing all afternoon. Finally, that night Candace called.

And she's like, "We did it. Your dream has come true. I'm signing the paperwork right here." Law enforcement was on board. They were about to sign the paperwork that would create Utah's first joint task force to support survivors of sex trafficking. Amber was in disbelief. Just tears of gratitude. All these extra, a curricular things I was doing with Exodus were worth it. Putting on the representatives out in the middle of the night doing outreach. This is what I've been

praying and working tirelessly for and all that is paying off. Things were about to change. Not just for Exodus, but for Amber too.

as a paid employee. I've already been working so hard at this, I can imagine that the work

“now that I'm being paid for it is going to be exponentially bigger. I'm expecting it to be a really”

big deal. Finally, her first day arrived. Okay, I'm here. I'm full time getting a paycheck.

Now, let's do this. She was ready to hit the ground running, but to her surprise. Those first couple of days, it was really relaxed. Nobody was reaching out to her to tell her what to do or where to jump in. Okay, well, maybe I just need to be more assertive. So, she reached out to Candace and her personal assistant aura. I'm like, hey, I'm gonna get a meeting. I need child access to the SharePoint. SharePoint is the platform where Exodus stored all of their

documents and files. Candace responded right away. Oh, yeah, yeah, you know, let's do it, let's do it. But then, for three days, it was just more silence. I'm feeling so guilty. I'm taking a paycheck and now I'm totally in my thoughts like, what the hell? That can't be what the leadership position is. So, she reached out to Candace again. She told her she needed to be fully onboarded. This is an organization that's been into different nations across the world.

I'm expecting there to be the very streamlined system in place. Camus, like, oh, yeah, aura has access to all of that stuff. So Amber reached out to aura. And aura is like, oh, okay,

well, let me talk to Candace first because I haven't heard that. Let's make this weird

“connotations happen. And it's stalling. Red flags are going off inside of me. I'm like, what the hell is going on?”

Finally, aura had an update. She's like, me, me over at Candace's house. I found a laptop for you. I go over to Candace's house and I get this laptop and I get the login to the share point for Exodus company wide. What she saw next, stunt her. I'm looking at it and it isn't enough documentation to feel a short story for a children's novel. I'm literally shocked. Something is wrong. There was no intake paperwork for the survivors they were working with. No medical paperwork.

The work they were doing was high stakes, high risk, and needed to be tightly controlled. But there was hardly any documentation of any of it. Amber felt like it was her responsibility to fix this. So I'm immediately in Google Docs, creating documents, intake paperwork, confidentiality agreements,

“releases of information like just the basic ask stuff that you would need uploading, uploading everything”

into SharePoint. But I'm trying to find any reason to make any of this make sense. She asked Candace why all these documents were missing. And Candace, like some of this stuff is confidential and a lot of this stuff would have to be redacted. Amber couldn't make sense of it. But she didn't have much time to worry about the paperwork because Candace had a big new project she needed help with. She wanted to turn her house in Alpine into transitional housing for survivors.

We're going to turn this house into a survivor house. Downstairs will be level one. They only medical. They'll need detox upstairs. Who will be girls that are a little bit more stable. I just need continuing case management. This was a much needed resource. Amber was surprised that Candace was willing to turn her own home and to survive her housing. It was so generous. This house is phenomenal. This house is huge. It's got a hot tub in the backyard. It is right on the front of a lot such

known. It's a stunning Candace asked Amber to take the lead on the redesign and decoration. She's like, I want you to be able to decorate it all. I want you to pick out the paint schemes, the beds, the linens, all of it. Candace told her she'd hire decorators to implement Amber's design choices. Amber could hardly believe it. Of course I'm super excited about this. I'm already working with several survivors and Utah. They could absolutely benefit from this.

But there was a lot to do to make this dream a reality. First, Amber would have to clear out Candace's stuff that was in the basement and first floor of the house. Candace told her, I want you to start cleaning out the basement and organize all the donations, all the medical supplies, get it ready for these decorators to come in. Around this time, Candace mentioned Amber that she was having a dispute with one of the vendors at a gala she'd put together.

Some minor financial miscommunication. Because he said that she didn't pay entirely for the stage,

I never dealt with this type of stuff with Exodus and nor did I really want to.

I'm working my butt off, taking things off the walls, hatching holes, taking trash to dumps, grinding

“it out nine and ten hours the day. Exodus had worked with the Attorney General's office”

on a few rescue operations, but then one day Amber heard that one of their projects had been abruptly called off. As victims were identified sitting right there perps for an handcuffs and walked off the off. It was shocking. At the time, this decision to call off the operation didn't make sense to Amber. She chalked it up to internal politics,

maybe a disagreement over direction between Candace and the authorities. One morning, Amber was getting ready to go over to Candace's house.

I'm getting my coffee getting ready to go pull trash out of this house.

Then, her phone rang. It was Candace. She's pan on a King. Amber, I'm being arrested and I'm like, "For what?" And she's like, "It's the Attorney General's office. The Attorney General's office is a resting amp. Am I bank? I need you to come get my car and my gun." That's us. 270 hours with zero complaining. They train under the hood.

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On the new podcast Solita, we share the messy reality of traveling alone as a woman. I can wait for hours for the next bus, or this random dude is offering me a ride on his motorcycle. I choose option B. I'm Julie Biniero, and I travel by myself because it's a rare space where

I can say yes without asking anyone else first. I'm on a mission to reclaim the word Solita.

Trading the pity for possibility. Every time I try to be alone, I kept meaning people, and they were like, "You smiled at us, not a lot of people smile around here." It's when you're alone that you're most receptive to the world as it is, and not the lies you're sold about it. It can be a time where you push your limits, change your mind, or wake up to a new version of yourself. So whether you're a solo travel veteran, or you're too nervous to book

your first trip, I hope you listen to Solita. On the I-Hurt Radio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you

One morning, Candace called Amber Panicking. Amber, I'm being arrested, and I'm like, "For what?"

“And she's like, "It's the attorney general's office." The attorney general's office is a resting”

amp. I'm like, "I need you to come get my car and my gun." Amber, they've made up so much stuff they're coming after me. Amber, spring into action. I know this area, right? I know charges, I know jails, I know how to bail out. Now we're talking. I can manage this part. She called whatever friends, and together, they drove to Candace's bank. Sure enough,

a law enforcement officer was standing by Candace's car. He gave Amber the keys, and they took the car back to Candace's house. There, she made a group chat with Orah and a few other employees from Exodus. And I'm like, "Listen, the age is office just arrested Candace. We got to get her out of there,

you guys. This is bullshit. Something's going on." And I'm like, "What?" Amber had always known Orah

“to be Candace's best friend. "What do you mean? You don't know who to trust anymore. You're”

going to jump shit right when your boss best friends need you the most. What the hell is going on?" Then Amber's phone started ringing again. It was Candace. She's devastated, crying. She's like, "Am I just so many charges?" I'm like, "Well, what is it?" She's like, "How many I just made up so much stuff about me? It's all lies, Amber. It's all lies." I was like, "I know, Candace. I know. We're going to get you out of there. Don't worry.

I'm still in rescue mode." I'm like, "I got to get my girl out of there. I'm contacting Bellbawns with seeing if they can see anything on the booking sheets. They can't see anything yet." So we just have to wait. Amber started making arrangements. Finding someone to pick up Candace's kids from school. She even took Candace's dog back to her place.

“She went to sleep that night, feeling on edge. I didn't sleep at all. I had some crazy nightmares.”

My hands were shaking. I'm starting out of my own trauma responses. The next morning, I wake up and still nobody has called me. One of her friends suggested that they drive up into the mountains to get some fresh air and space from the situation. He was renovating an old cabin and could use the extra help. Happy for the distraction. Amber hopped in his car.

And on our ride, up there, the story makes the news. Founder of anti-human trafficking nonprofit faces more than 30 felony charges, including theft, fraud, and forgery. Candace, Alexandria, Laird, also known as Candace Rivera, 30 claims to be a physician, a physician's assistant, and a nurse,

but she was never licensed or registered in Utah repeatedly made false representations to donors.

We gave money to support the fight against human trafficking. I'm having this outer body experience. They're seeing impersonating a nurse and my reality is being ripped apart. It feels like I'm having a mental breakdown. And then my phone starts blowing up. It seemed like everyone she knew had heard the news, and wanted an answer about what was going on. But Amber had no idea. She couldn't handle this right now. So she turned off her phone.

She stared straight ahead as the car climbed higher and higher into the Utah mountains. None of this is making sense to me. Then she and her friend arrived at his cabin. Her friend handed her a sledgehammer and asked her to help him work on the renovation.

Finally, some relief. A physical outlet for all of the anxiety. All she had to focus on

was tearing a wall down. I just started banging on the walls. And then I started to come alive a little bit. I'm just beating the shit out of this house with a sledgehammer. Raging. Eventually, they had to go back home. It was time to face whatever dark reality was unfolding in the canyon below. And as we hit the point where we get service coming down probably is canyon. I turn the phone on and it's Instagram messages.

A hundred text messages. 14 voice mels. I'm absolutely going through all of them. I'm calling people. She got on the phone with one of her contacts and politics. Who worked for a congressman. When she's like, I'm so sorry. I wish I could have told you. And I'm like, what? What do you mean? What she could have said? She's like Amber just

It turned out there had been an active investigation into Candace for months. Many people Amber worked with in politics and law enforcement knew desperate for answers. Amber googled Candace's name and up came with 34 charges. Rod, theft, poor jury. She read through them all. I'm scrolling and scrolling and scrolling through all of them and I'm like, this cannot be real. This can't be real. These people haven't wrong. Amber called another one of her contacts

in homeland security. They already knew. And they're like, we're so sorry. We respect you. We love you. We'll do anything we can to help you through this. And it's still not sticking. I'm still just angry. Then Amber got another alarming call from one of her law enforcement contacts.

“And they're like, Amber, I can't get all of them in advance from Exodus. Where is our survivor?”

Exodus still had open cases. And law enforcement needed Amber's help, locating one of their survivors and making sure she was safe. Okay, just relax, calm down, breathe. I got a lock in. I've got to identify locate and we got to figure this out. There's real cases that are happening and being jeopardized right now. Her porters were also reaching out to Amber, asking for comment, but she didn't know what to tell them. I'm starting to crash out. This

feels a lot like when I was rescued from trafficking, the press, the articles, the phone calls, all these different narratives from different people and people believe Cat is they don't believe Cat is too much information at once. So she reached out to the attorney general's office. She wanted to hear the information straight from the source. The investigator got on the phone with Amber and started walking her through the charges. He's trying to be calm with me and I'm being

really assertive. Like tell me the truth. Where did you get the information? How do you know? Tell

me your proof. I need to know what is going on. First, there were financial crimes.

Candace had been imbezzling money from Exodus. She stole the money that they had raised. That was supposed to go towards supporting survivors and spend it on herself. For instance, she stole $200,000 of donations and used them for the down payment of her house and alpine.

“Amber felt sick. I'm like, oh god, I remember that. She remembered Candace talking about”

how she'd been able to afford the down payment. At the time, Candace told her. She had explained she was dating the heir to Hallmark and she had given her money for a down payment on her house. The down payment was just one example out of many. For years, Candace used the non-profit donations as her personal bank account to fund a lavish lifestyle. She went on international vacations, drove multiple luxury cars, ate at the most expensive restaurants, bought designer clothes.

$100,000 did be coming in from donors that went to her own personal expense. Candace repeatedly prayed on the most vulnerable groups. She took a large donation from the Navajo Nation, which she claimed she would use to locate missing and murdered indigenous women. Instead,

“Candace spent that money on herself. Candace Rivera was not who she said she was. Even her name was”

a lie. Her legal name is Candace Weird. She created a false persona and fabricated medical credentials.

I learned that she was never a nurse. Candace gave trafficking survivors, prescription medications,

evaluated wounds, and made medical recommendations. It was later reported in outlets like a weekly and Yahoo News that in her international work, Candace performed medical procedures and administered drugs to sick children, all without having a license. The darkest part of her crimes don't even appear on her long list of charges. Unicorn Girl are recent investigative podcasts about Candace's crimes reported on her international work. Candace

reportedly connected with families trying to flee Afghanistan, and promised them she could be the one to facilitate their evacuation. She gave them a specific location where they would need to meet her. She insisted she and her team would be there to bring them to safety, but she wasn't.

She never went into Afghanistan. She flew to Dubai and spoiled herself, bought new Rolexes,

and clothes, and treated herself to the finer things that Dubai has to offer where people would die, waiting to be exited. Some of them lost their lives, sometimes with entire family, were killed by the Taliban. Investigators took his time explaining all of this to Amber

some money came from, where it went, where she spent it, and I'm starting to come to terms with,

“oh my god, this sounds real. Amber got off the phone with the investigator. The world around her”

felt unsteady and shaky. The organization she poured years of her life into was a fraud, and Candace was a dangerous person. And then I get a call from Candace, from the Joe, I'm like Candace, I just got off the phone with the agency's office and they're saying this and this. They said that no one was ever even rescued from Afghanistan. And she's like younger than like. Amber started pressing her about specifics, but the $200,000 donation that Candace stole

to pay for the down payment of her house. I was like Candace, what did you do with this $200,000

that was said? She's like, that was a mistake and I just immediately to recognize the lie. Amber kept pressing her demanding answers. And she's like, "Ander, I did all of this for you."

“I remember she was so disgusted in that moment. Like, you did all these horrifying things for me.”

Don't put this on me. For the rest of the phone call, Candace insisted that she was innocent. And that was the last time she ever called. This was the last time she ever called. I think she knew she had been caught.

Amber started looking back on the year as she spent volunteering and working with Exodus. Since the

very beginning, Candace asked her to be a big part of their fundraising effort. I was trying to transmit my experience into something good for the better, for a spiritual purpose. It wasn't easy to tell her story, but she had done it, thinking that the money that they were raising would help support survivors. But now she found out Candace had stolen that money for herself. Candace took my story and made millions off of it for herself,

living with lavish lifestyle and utilizing my story for credibility and for her own personal gain. Candace even coached Amber to tell her story in a very specific way, a way that would encourage people to open their pocketbooks, and would work on how I spoke and, how I delivered things, and I did feel like she was genuinely invested in me. Unusually so. I mean, looking back, it was grooming.

In retrospect, everything looked different. Was Candace ever planning on turning her house into

“transitional housing for survivors? Or had Amber just been sent to do busy work?”

Just to get me off her back, asking questions of what the hell was going on with the paper work? What is going on with the officiality of this organization? Exitus really did provide support to survivors and connect them with aftercare services. Their contracts with law enforcement were real. All the work Amber did connecting survivors with resources was real. But for Candace, all that work was just a front for her larger cash grab.

Amber cares deeply about improving the systems that failed her, and Candace exploited that passion. Our values and what we were doing were completely different. And my face was attached to it and a lot of people had trusted her because I asked them to. It was most disgusting feeling knowing that I had taken some cart in all of this. Oh, it shattered my soul. Amber endured so many betrayals of trust in her lifetime.

By her stepfather, her trafficker, as well as institutional betrayals that left her to fall through the cracks when she needed support the most. It took years of hard work to open herself up to trust again, and then Candace, the person that she let in betrayed her too. In the days after Amber learned the truth, her mental health took a turn for the worse. After a few days without sleep, she knew she needed help. She arranged for childcare, and checked herself into a residential

mental health treatment facility. It took care of me until I reaclimated back into my body. Amber had to reset her life. The list of people she trusted had shrunk dramatically. She stayed updated with Candace's trial by communicating directly with the investigators. In the end, Candace pled no contest to nine felony charges, including theft by deception,

The only hearing Amber attended was the one where they set the date for Candace's sentencing hearing.

“When we're sitting there and we're returning, the day that she's going to be sentenced,”

and they set it on the presidential election day. The outcome of Candace's sentencing would never

make the news on the day of a presidential election, which would be convenient for a lot of the politicians who had trusted Candace and dorsed her worked with her. Now it seemed like they were trying to sweep it all under the rug. Amber wasn't going to let that happen. Her answer is like, yeah, that's fine with me. The judge looks at the prosecutor. Yeah, that's fine with me too. I'm gonna stand up and I'm like, well, it ain't finally to me.

Just at the top of my lungs and the judge snaps her head up and walks sides with me,

and she could tell she's just angry and I'm like, oh shit. The judge was not pleased.

But Amber's complete worked. Candace's sentencing hearing was rescheduled for October 22nd, 2024. Amber watched the sentencing via Zoom. And when she got up to speak, I took my headphones off, walked away from my desk, I bet it wouldn't hear anything else coming from her. That day, Candace Leard was sent in to three to 15 years in prison. She was shocked herself, her ability to speak her way in and out of things and worked all across

“this globe. I think she thought that it was going to work again and that didn't. And she was”

sent a prison on consecutive sentences. At the time I'm recording this, Candace is still serving a prison sentence. Some people who knew her have tried to make excuses for her, saying that Candace met well, and she just got carried away with the financials. But Amber knows the truth. I don't know if people can really conceptualize how dangerous she is, because it just looks like money crimes like white collar crimes, and that's not true. It's actually a lot deeper than

not people were hurt. Since the truth about ex-dissing Candace has come out, law enforcement is reticent to collaborate with anti-trafficking nonprofits in Utah. Nobody trusts anybody, survivors don't trust law enforcement, don't trust non-profits, everyone's fallen through the cracks. In society, we think we know what a dangerous person looks like. The people that I'm used to and the people that I was in prison with are very

obvious for your criminals, right? But perpetrators like Candace, they present very well. These ones are like snakes in the grass. They go unnoticed and unseen for a long time and do a lot more damage. It is terrifying. Today Amber works full-time at a treatment facility. She's taken a step back from forward-facing advocacy, but she still steps in to help law enforcement on select cases where they need her guidance.

She's tossed aside Candace's advice about how to be more polished and well-spoken. I was no longer trying to present as articulate and position myself on a professional manner be within the bounds. I'm an out of bounds kind of girl now.

“We end every weekly episode with the same question. Why do you want to share your story?”

For Amber, there's one very specific reason. Candace has a parole hearing coming up in November 1226. She wants to remind people about the damage Candace caused. I've been pretty quiet about my

experience, but I don't want anyone else to get hurt. I ultimately want to stop her and I want to stop

people exploiting the anti-trafficking community and so in preparation for this tentative hearing, I wanted to make sure that we're sorry about that. I hope that that information gets accurately portrayed and that the board of parties of parole can understand the complexity of who they're dealing with and how dangerous she is through our society. I don't want to go quietly into the night. On the next episode of Betrayal Weekly. My mind is racing. We have another person who is absolutely

trying to sabotage this. But why?

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