“There’s someone in the house with your daughter.” I stood there looking at my wife, wondering what was going on. She said it again a little more forcefully, and I simply said, “What are you talking about?
How do you know?” My daughter was texting her there was somebody in the house while she was home, sick and alone as a 12-year-old girl.
Once I realized what was going on, I could not get in my car fast enough. I threw it into high gear, ran red lights and stop signs, and did well over 100 mph trying to get home while my wife called the police.
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