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

I went to the SPD evidence lockup to retrieve my bracelet.

The officer handed it to me in a clear plastic evidence bag sealed with red tape. I signed the release form, broke the tape, and tipped the silver band into my palm.

There were a few tiny scratches on the metal from when Ethan pried it out of the drawer. The internal chip blinked a faint green.continue reading …