“My Mother-in-Law Took My Son to an Appointment — At 3 A.M., He Came Home Alone and Shaking”

The children go to good homes—”

“They’re slaves, Candace.” My voice cracked. “You turn children into slaves.”

“Tell Gertrude something for me,” I said. “Tell her I’m coming for her. Tell her I have everything—the files, the videos, the testimony. Tell her the Providence Circle is done. And tell her that when I’m finished, the name Sims will be synonymous continue reading …