When I arrived home sooner than anyone expected, I walked in to find my parents packing up my belongings, claiming they were just “helping” me move into a small apartment — while my brother and his pregnant wife prepared to make themselves comfortable in my large house. “You don’t need all that space,” they joked. That’s when I decided to call the police.

When Daniel Mercer pulled into his driveway that Friday evening, the sun was still hanging low, brushing the rooftops of[…]

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