Sacrificed to the Intruders

In the dead of night, an alert chimed on my phone from the smart security system. Someone was tampering with the front door lock.

I reached to dial 911, but my husband, Mason Vance, grabbed my arm and stopped me.

"Stop being so paranoid! With security around here, who’d dare break in?

It's just a glitch in the sensor. Don't waste police resources by making a false report."

Annoyed, Mason snatched my phone, threw it onto the floor, and lay back down in bed to continue his FaceTime call with his mistress.