Because I was kidnapped as a child, my dad had a tracker embedded in my bracelet. That day, when I couldn’t find it, my dad called immediately: “Take nothing. Come downstairs immediately. Your brother is waiting in car…” – News

speaker, I watched the scene play out in my living room.

Ethan held up his phone to Jessica.

“Look at this. She posted a story. She’s talking about an art collection.”

Jessica leaned over to look. Her eyes lit up.

“$5 million? Are you serious?”

“Probably. Her mother was big in the high-end collector scene. She died and left Chloe a bunch of stuff. I vaguely continue reading …