While I was getting in touch with Wilbert, I also reached out to trusted media contacts to lay the groundwork for this trap.
I was betting everything that he'd end up crossing the line into outright illegal activity.
"No... this can't be happening..." Jonathan staggered back a step, barely able to stay on his feet.
The officers stepped forward and snapped cold, heavy handcuffs onto his and Jasmine's wrists.
As the officers led him past me on the way out, I locked eyes with him and spoke in a low, clear voice only he could hear.
"Jonathan, there's one more thing I think you deserve to know."
He jerked his head up, staring straight at me.
I enunciated every single word slowly and sharply. "Ten years ago, in that abandoned factory on the outskirts of town, the person who carried you o
