Johnny Jack you are so brave for finding the courage to share that with us. Thank you so much. From reading your post, it makes me even more convinced that these "groups" have blue prints they just replicate all over the word.
My abuser & his friends were/are part of a paedophile group involved in child trafficking & exploitation. My first programmers were not involved in sex trafficking as far as I am aware.
My abuser also had at least one friend in the police. One time abuser was more or less caught by an outsider abusing me. This outsider called the police. When the two policeman turned up, I recognized one of them from another ghastly event. He was a rank above my abuser. I clammed HP, recanted to the outsider & left quickly with abuser. It's no wonder we felt silenced.
Another time police came to our home to question my mother & abuser (my sibling had ran away & reported something to police). This police man Sat at our dining table questioning me (in front of my parents) about my siblings claims. I had no choice other then to say sibling was lying. As policeman was leaving I slipped him a tiny note I'd written on a corner of a piece of paper. All the note said was "help me".
Rather then keeping it to himself or helping like I preyed he would, he immediately questioned my parents about it. All eyes were on me to explain. What happened after that is hazy but I believe I denied any knowledge of the note & was punished after policeman left anyway.
Any time I opened my mouth (or thought about it) the punishments got worse & worse. You quickly learn that silence is the better option.
I don't remember black board classrooms as stuff. All training was in the field, or on paper, or computers, or in the sheds, or in the dark..