Part1 While on vacation, I listened to my daughter-in-law’s plan on my security camera. That evening, I booked a flight home.
I was sitting on a balcony in Honolulu, watching the sun melt into the Pacific Ocean, when my phone buzzed beside my iced tea. The notification was routine: Motion detected. Front hallway. I assumed it was my cat sitter or perhaps a package delivery. I opened the camera feed casually, barely glancing at the screen until…
