Rose's knees buckled as if the ground had turned to quicksand beneath her. She stumbled, nearly collapsing, a glossy, delicate face drained of all color.

The property manager standing beside herwho had been helping her review the surveillance footagereached out instinctively to steady her, his expression laced with concern.

Ms. Sun, do you know this man? If you dont, we should call the police. Your kids are so adorable; we cant let anything happen to ...