The hard drives?

“You did *what*?” Julian’s voice is all edge, straining to hold back his shock. I can practically see his face right now, that familiar, half-entertained, half-disbelieving lift of his brows.I clear my throat, savoring this way too much. “I went back to my house. Told Brandon and Rosa to get out.”A moment of quiet hangs between us, and then Julian laughs. It’s a full, warm sound that pours through the phone. “If I’d made a list of a hundred things you might’ve done yesterday, that wouldn’t have been on it. Tell me everything. How did this even happen?”“Where do I start?” I release a long breath. “Well, first, I was stuck outside the gate. Because the sensor doesn’t know your car.”“And?”“And then there was Grant, the guard. He made me stare into the camera and say my name like I was some kind of criminal.” A quiet laugh escapes me at the memory. “But the second he realized it was me, he went pale. He apologized about a million times before he finally let me in.”As I talk, my hand

Switch every camera back on

For a long moment, I just stand there, trying to make Grant’s words fit inside my head.I keep looking at him, wondering if I somehow heard him wrong. “She… she actually took the hard drives?”He gives a slow nod, rubbing a hand along his jaw. “Pulled them right out. Said she was keeping them safe. Then she told me to switch off all the cameras in the house anytime someone was home. Said to leave them off until she said otherwise. So I did. You weren’t here. I thought… well, she’s the lady of the house.”A dry, empty sound escapes me. “She acts like she owns anything she looks at, I’ll give her that. But she is not the lady of this house, Grant. Not now. Not ever again.” My thoughts are moving too fast, tumbling over each other as the full meaning of what he’s saying crashes down.“Well,” Grant says, shifting his weight. “Doesn’t change what happened. She took them. Every single one.”“Did she mention where she was going with them?”“No.”I laugh, but there’s no warmth in it. I can’t

Do I look like a judge to you?

For a full ten seconds, I do not move. The first five are just to get my head clear. The next five, I use to make a plan.I pull out my phone. My hand is steady as I press record. A cool, quiet feeling spreads through my chest. They are so lost in each other, so deep in their own little world, they have no idea I am here. It is almost funny. She spends so much time talking about how things should look, about doing everything the proper way, and here she is, laid out on a desk with a man who is definitely not Brandon.I guess his name is James, because she shouts it in a high, gasping cry. “James! Oh, god. I am coming.”Her whole body begins to shake. James lets out a rough sound and drives into her one last time, giving her everything he has.They fall against each other, finished and completely oblivious. I stop the video, switch to audio, and slide the phone back into my purse. I have everything I need.Then I start to clap. Slow, solid claps that fill the room.Rosa’s head whips up

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The hard drives?

Switch every camera back on

Do I look like a judge to you?