Man Finds Tracker Under Wife’s Car, Then He Finds Out Who Placed It There

The Surveillance Files

Sitting in his car, Jack flipped through the folder, his hands shaking. The pages contained logs of Alice’s movements—times, locations, coded references he couldn’t decipher. This wasn’t random; it was methodical. Whoever was behind this had planned everything. The deeper he read, the clearer it became—Alice wasn’t just being watched. She was being targeted.