Every Babysitter We Hired Quit Without a Word—So My Husband Put on a Wig, Applied for the Job, and Uncovered the Truth

and drove to Carla’s house.

He left it on the doorstep as instructed, then parked across the street.

Carla opened the door less than five minutes later. She picked up the envelope, looked in both directions, and hurried inside.

Ben waited another hour before knocking.

She did not answer.

He slipped a note beneath her door.

“I know about the agency. I am continue reading …