Detective Rothstein: Stop Sex Trafficking? Simple!

I have the greatest respect for Detective James Rothstein, a detective that was told to ‘stand down’ and not go any further in high profile cases. Well, with his experience he figured a way around all that. He came up with a complete plan working with Noreen Gosch during her son’s abduction. Mothers, take note, we are the ones with all the power!

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Sex Trafficking is not “Minnesota Nice”

Detective Rothstein mentions the Jacob Wetterling case in Minnesota which Sarah Westall talks about with three investigators in these videos:

 

Dismembered male child found floating in Mississippi River in 1990 Jacob Wetterling?

I used to live in Minnesota when I was a kid. I was almost abducted in the Falcon Heights area in 1969-71 during the spring or summer when I was around four or five. I cannot remember the exact apartment complex, and I’m sure much has changed, and it might not exist anymore, but from what I remember you could see the fairground from the back of our apartment. I believe it must have been university housing. My dad was getting his Masters in Fine Art at the University of Minnesota.

I was playing with my friend and we were trying to climb the sign in front of the apartment complex. A man appeared, smiling (white, around 40 to 50 years old, grayish dark hair, was wearing glasses, and he may have been wearing a dark blue windbreaker) and asked if I wanted help getting up on the sign. My friend ran away, while I let this guy help me up to sit on the sign. He then helped me down, and holding me in his arms asked if I wanted to go across the street and we could get some candy. I said no, my mom doesn’t want me to go off with strangers. He then deliberated for a few seconds looking off into the distance, down the street running along the side of the apartment complex. I began to feel afraid.  My mom then appeared and yelled my name.

I have no idea if she ever contacted the authorities about this incident because she never told me.  And I never asked.

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