At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

ceiling. “You’re going to want to see this.”

I pivoted. Tucked discreetly behind a rusted ventilation grate was the blinking red eye of a high-definition hidden camera. My security tech, a young prodigy named Elliot, immediately began tracing the feed.

“It’s a crude relay setup,” Elliot muttered, his fingers flying across his ruggedized tablet. “They continue reading …