My Granddaughter Refused to Stay in the Car. When We Got Home, My Husband Took One Look at Us and Froze.

of them safe, all of them protected.

“Do you think,” Dennis asked quietly, “that Jake would have actually hurt them?”

I thought about that. About the desperate man on our doorstep, crying and pleading. About the black SUV that had followed Rachel. About the tracking device crude and hurried but purposeful.

“I don’t know,” I admitted. “And I’m grateful continue reading …