The phone was sitting between his protein powder and his gym towel, and it was not even locked.Claire had not been looking for secrets. She needed Victor's car keys because hers were dead, the pharmacy closed in twenty minutes, and her father's prescription refills would not wait until morning. Victor's gym bag sat on the kitchen counter, half unzipped from when he tossed it there before jumping in the shower. She reached inside, feeling around for the familiar cold metal of keys, and her fingers closed around something smooth and flat instead.She pulled it out. A phone. Smaller than Victor's regular one. Plain black case she had never seen before.Her first thought was innocent. Someone at the gym must have dropped it in his bag by accident. She would check it, find the owner, return it. Simple.She pressed the power button. The screen lit up with no password screen, no fingerprint request, nothing standing between Claire and whatever was inside. The wallpaper made her freeze.A ph
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