At 2 A.M., My Father Texted: “Grab Your Sister And Run — Don’t Trust Your Mother.” So I Did.

hotel room tonight but fought off his assailants and escaped. He’s in protective custody. Your mother’s associates failed to reach him, so they shifted to you—probably hoping to use you as leverage to prevent his testimony.”

“Where is she?” I asked. “Did you arrest her?”

Reeves shook her head. “She fled before police could detain her. We have warrants continue reading …