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

in her mid-30s with short hair was sitting at the table. On her left wrist, she wore a simple slender silver band.

The baseline Aegis model.

She stood up nervously when I walked in.

“Miss Sterling.”

“Just Chloe,” I said, sitting across from her.

“What’s your name?”

“Rachel.”

Her eyes were red-rimmed. She twisted her fingers in her lap.

“Chloe, I don’t know continue reading …