SarahI pushed the door open and cared little if I was soaked by the drizzling rain; what mattered most was finding justice for my son Liam. Rachel was present that night, and her presence is connected to Liam’s death. We walked through the security compartment of the house with our security guard in charge; Rachel was behind us. She wore a worried expression, perhaps one that told her fear of being caught. Desmond stood behind her, comforting her. The detective settled behind the desk; Mr. Walter, our security guard, showed him the footage of the time of the accident. He clicked the time I told him Rachel was seen at the gate, but there was no footage. I rushed forward and clicked the video myself, but it showed loss of connectivity. “What? What happened to the security cameras?" Mr. Walter dropped his head down. “I apologize, Mrs. Hariet. Some of the CCTV cameras have become faulty. I was planning to inform Mr. Hairiet before this unfortunate incident.” My chest became tight;
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