I Can Peek Inside Every Place And Even Record It Mga Nobela at Kwento

Ginevra “I- I just want you.” I stand rooted in my spot as my life flashes before my eyes at the sequence of the surveillance camera playing on my phone. I stare at my screen incredulously, my hand covering my mouth, a small sob stuck in my throat. Only as someone bumps into me, do I get dragged out of my panicky episode. I realize that I’m standing in a busy street with people streaming past me. I can hear them cussing me out as my AirPods are not playing my sultry whisper anymore. Taking another breath, I try to move from the spot I have been frozen to, but there is no avail.

My pulse was a drum in my ears. She chewed her lip for a second, then snapped her fingers. “My cousin. He doesn’t sell illicit stuff, but he builds prototypes—spy-grade micro recorders for documentary crews. Tiny, with good battery life and decent mics. He can make something that looks like an ordinary brooch or a necklace. It won’t scream wire at anyone.” Her voice had that careful edge—half excitement, half fear. “Will he meet me?” I asked, desperate for the least risk.

She stated, then ended the call before I could say anything else. I stopped right in front of Kaiden's room. There was no way I could go in, was there? If only I could just catch a glimpse of his wonderful self, it was going to make my day. A glimpse? I could literally do anything to stare at him forever. I turned on the Sound Recorder of my phone then slipped it into my front pocket. His voice was probably going to be enough for now. No, the bet! I placed my palms on the door then rested my left ear against it. Eavesdropping!

He pulled the device out of the box and looked curiously at the small note underneath it. "I didn't put recorders on this cell phone because that's really embarrassing, but there are trackers and it's your obligation to use it with you, just be careful with your searches, immoralities make you even more unacceptable. Which turns out not to be all bad for me, it just doesn't hurt to let you know, does it? Karila Aistarabaw I"

That’s it! “How the hell did you know all that? you just got here; how could you know what we spoke about?” he shook his head like he could not believe I asked him that. “I put a tracker on you, and a microphone. They are very small and can’t be detected. The tracker tells me where you are, and the microphone let’s me listen when things like these happen.”

I said, holding up the ring, “works without any signal. It’s short-range, a panic button that links to another device through encrypted Bluetooth. I’m syncing it to yours.” His mouth opened, then closed again. I could see the protests forming behind his eyes. He didn’t like this. Not one bit. But he also knew how thorough I was. “And the recorder?” he asked. I clipped it inside my bra. “She wants to talk. I’m going to let her. And we’re going to record everything.” “She could kill you, Vanessa.”

“No. The people outside who are involve in running this place monitors everything through the cameras. They watch and hear everything.” “What?! So they’re watching us right now!” “Nope. I deactivated the cameras in this room before I entered.” She showed them a small remote control that has three buttons in it. One is for the cameras to continue recording ,the other is to pause it and the last one is to replay. She had press pause and replay so to whoever’s watching the video monitors right now, the recording will keep repeating what was recorded earlier in this room. “But I can not do this to all the cameras at once. Also, I don’t really know the way out. I was sent back here unconscious.”

She flinched as he reached for her face and his hand froze mid air for a second before resuming what he was doing. Taking out a tiny piece of recording camera, he clipped it on to her earring and moved towards the second. "What are those?" She asked him out of curiosity and also amusement. She had only seen such in movies. "They are recorders. With these on you, I'll be able to see everything that's happening live and direct. Also, it records so we can rewatch to see if we missed anything important so don't lose them." He explained to her. She gulped down saliva and nodded her head.

Laughing, he shakes his head and turns to walk away. “Actually, I saved up all my wages to afford this. There’s a tiny camera inside which is filming everything and instantly going to my phone, which is uploading straight to the cloud just like the sound. All I need is one small thing; one flicker of something strange and I’ll be able to go to the police.” Alaric stops dead, his eyes widening in horror. Olivia smirks.

’ Ruby states giving Millie’s shoulder a gentle rub. ‘Yeah, I know I just don’t know who,’ She looks lost in thought for a moment. ‘So, these cameras are they any good?’ I ask trying to turn the subject back and lighten the mood slightly. ‘Yes, actually considering where I bought them, they actually work really well, there’s a microphone on my camera the others are just visual. But I did see you could get a pen that records so I was thinking of getting one for my desk and even my boss, I guess if he is troubling anyone else then it will be recorded,’ she adds a smile dusting her face.