My in-laws sent my daughter a teddy bear for her birthday—when she pointed to its eye, I realized something was terribly wrong, and three days later, the police were at their door

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“That teddy bear wasn’t a gift. It was a trap.”

My daughter Sofía was turning six that Saturday, and from early morning the house smelled of vanilla cake, new balloons, and nerves hidden beneath the carpet.

We lived in a quiet gated neighborhood in Querétaro, one of those where neighbors wave from the window and everyone thinks they know what goes continue reading …