The SetupChapter 1
About every other year my wife and I would take our son to Orlando for vacation. Normally we would fly, but this year I needed to stop in Atlanta to meet with some clients for a day, or at least that was the official story. When I pulled into the motel parking lot that evening, they had no clue it was all part of a much more devious plan. After a long drive, we quickly checked in and spent the rest of the evening by the pool. The pool area wasn't overly crowded. It wasn't until we got back...