We had a case in the '80s in the town where I grew up -- about a foster kid of a family I knew personally.
Apparently, he was tortured in a motel room for a while because he refused to sell drugs for some gangbangers from the coast. They whipped him with electrical cord, burnt him with a clothes iron, and maybe some other things (it's been a while, and my memory is hazy). Drug runners had been using our town as a midway point between the east and west coasts during the crack "epidemic", and were seeking out people they thought they could exploit for further distribution aims in the smaller towns.
He was the timid sort, and probably just a little slow-minded, which is probably why they targeted him in the first place. I don't know how he's doing these days, because I've lost touch with his family.