Every Sunday, the Kids Next Door Cleaned Up Our Neighborhood – Until I Discovered What They Were Really Doing

them to breakfast.”

My stomach turned.

“He has them?”

“He must.”

A countywide alert went out within minutes.

Rick’s truck was located through a toll-camera image forty miles north.

He was heading toward the wooded area near an old hunting cabin owned by his uncle.

The same cabin Mia mentioned in the video.

Laura heard the location and stopped breathing.

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