I hired someone to mow the lawn while my daughter was away. About an hour later, he called: “Sir… is anyone else in your house right now?” I hadn’t even had time to ask again when he continued: “I hear crying… from your basement. That’s not a TV.” At that moment, I understood: my house might be hiding something that I had never known about.

I hired a man to mow my lawn on a quiet Tuesday morning while my daughter was already gone for work. Less than an hour later, my phone rang and…