Yesterday was a disaster. All he had to do was steal her purse, put a tracker on her phone, and return it through her mail slot. And he does it in front of a cop? Stupid idea to hire a junkie to do it. At least he’s in jail now, and as he doesn’t have a clue who hired him, at least he can’t name names. But without the tracer, I have to be doubly sure I don’t lose sight of her now. Just one more day, and it’ll be done.