Hot on the trail of a kidnapped iPhone

A reporter's indispensable cell goes missing in Hollywood and turns up in Santa Ana, Anaheim and Indian Wells. The phone's insistent ping leads to a reunion in Orange.

By Nita Lelyveld, LA Times
June 17, 2013

My iPhone had been kidnapped.

It was sending me cries for help.

Each time it was powered on, it beamed an SOS, giving me an exact street address.

I studied the images on my computer screen, zooming in close.

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