On my way home for Thanksgiving, I cra:shed and was rushed into emergency surgery for broken ribs and internal bl:eeding. When the doctor called my parents, they said, “We’ll come if she d:ies.”
PART 3 Emily did not call Daniel Mercer that night. She wanted to. Her fingers hovered over the phone number printed on the private investigator’s report, but every time she imagined pressing call, her...