While on vacation, I got a message telling me to fly home in secret—when I landed, an attorney and investigators revealed a truth that nearly made me collapse

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A crime can wear the face of bedtime stories, birthday cakes, and college tuition.

A kidnapper can know your favorite soup.

Elaine wept through most of the hearing. When her attorney asked for permission for her to write me a letter, Margaret asked what I wanted.

I said yes.

The letter arrived three days later.

Elaine wrote that she continue reading …