After several terrifying minutes, she finally stirred and opened her eyes, immediately bursting into tears.

“Mommy, everything hurts.

Please hold me.”

I gathered her into my arms and promised myself that I would no longer ignore what was happening.

Whatever Carter and Spencer claimed, I needed to discover why my daughter kept losing consciousness after spending time with her uncle.

Over the next several days, I began monitoring Spencer’s behavior more carefully.

I paid attention to when he collected Harper, how long he took to bring her home, and how casually he responded whenever I questioned him.

One evening, I remembered a small digital voice recorder I’d purchased for work several months earlier.