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

The Pawn Shop

The shop smelled of rust and smoke. A wiry man behind the counter eyed Jack suspiciously. “Ever seen one of these?” Jack asked, placing the tracker down. The man’s expression didn’t change, but Jack caught a flicker of recognition. “No idea,” he said too quickly. Jack left, more certain than ever he was onto something.