“The Theft in Plain Sight”By Roy Dawson Earth Angel Master Magical HealerFraud doesn’t break the door down. It slips in like a draft. Quiet. Cold. Unnoticed until your hands are numb and your name has been stripped from the deed.They steal homes. They steal land. They forge signatures and call it business. Inheritances vanish in paper trails

The road gets long sometimes. Longer than the white lines stretching ahead. Longer than the hours since your last real sleep. You sit behind the wheel, night pressing in on all sides, and you start to feel like the last man left alive.But then you turn the dial.And there it is — that sound.And suddenly, you're not alone anymore.It’s The RoyElvi