I bought Paid For to read a true-life account of the sex trade. One person's experiences as a prostitute does not give them the right to generalise, in fact, it's downright arrogant to portray all prostitutes as being unwilling, coerced and so on, and in doing so plays into the hands of the rescue industries who seldom ask those to be rescued for their own opinions. The rescue industries prefer to 'Show Case' people like Rachel who snugly fit into the stereotype they require to be able to function as rescuers. This book portrays the seedier side of sex work, supports the clichés, is in no way representative of modern-day sex workers and it is at least one decade out of date. Readers beware, it is the experience of only one person. There are no myths ripped apart and no enlightenment to be had; all that this book does is to reaffirm safe, middle-class egos of their own transient security. That is a horrible kind of self-titillation.
I like stand alone novels and Box certainly draws the reader in, in part due to the grisly depictions and then you're plugging for the girls to turn around and head back and later the pages turned as Box firmly took hold of my need to know.
Other reviewers criticised the ending, however I like a novel which does not have a classic black and white ending - it allows the story to float on in your mind for days if not longer.