I Paid Bikers $5000 to Kidnap My Own Daughter From Her Mother

He was best man at my wedding. He told me that morning, “You ever need us, we’ll come. Don’t matter how long. Don’t matter how far.”

Twenty-two years is a long time to hold onto a promise.

I handed him an envelope with five thousand dollars in it.

He looked at it. He looked at me. He shook his head and handed it right back.

“Son,” he said. “Money is for continue reading …