they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

into a surreal, fragmented nightmare. The whine of circular saws cutting through floorboards. The frantic barks of K-9 units straining against their leashes. The harsh, rhythmic scrape of shovels biting into the dry Arizona earth.

They found the trapdoor beneath a false floor in the shed. It led to a reinforced concrete shaft. But the shaft didn’t just continue reading …