My brother actually laughed at dinner and said, ‘I sold that useless laptop of yours for five hundred bucks. Finally got rid of your junk.’ My cousins cheered him on. Then he added, almost proudly, ‘Already handed it off to the buyer.’ I got up, stepped outside, and called my supervisor. By the time I made the report, the FBI cyber team was already tracking the device…

it and like she knew I wouldn’t fully believe it yet.

“He had a key because I gave him one.”

“You gave your brother a spare key during a home emergency. That is normal human behavior. He used it to steal from you. That part is on him.”

I nodded once.

My phone lit the second I got back to the car.

Six missed calls from Mom.

Three from Dad.

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