Chapter 9 - The Digital Witness
The judge nodded, and the courtroom technicians lowered a massive digital screen from the ceiling.
The first video began to play. There was no audio, but the high-definition footage spoke louder than any scream.
It was the kitchen of the mansion in Lomas, dated precisely three years prior.
Claudia was backing away rapidly, clutching a shattered coffee mug in her hand, her face a mask of sheer terror. Julián was advancing toward her, his face twisted in violent rage.
The entire courtroom watched as Julián struck her across the face with such brutal, devastating force that she was thrown violently backward, her spine crashing sickeningly against the sharp edge of the marble island.
Not a single person in the courtroom breathed.
The next video file played.
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It showed Julián sneaking into Claudia’s private home office at 3:00 AM. He nervously unlocked her secure filing cabinet, removed a heavy external hard drive, shoved it into his leather briefcase, and quickly left the room.
The footage clearly established his premeditated intent to steal her data.
