Chapter 15 - The Digital Truth
He typed in the time code.
1:14 PM.
He hit play.
The silence of the security footage made it infinitely more horrifying.
William watched himself in a third-person perspective as the tragedy unfolded in pristine, 4K resolution.
He watched his pregnant wife walk carefully into the room.
He saw his mother step into the frame.
And then, he saw it. The slap.
It was so fast, so violent, that William had to pause the video and rewind it just to process the sheer malice of the movement.
He watched Eleanor yank the chair backward with a violent, full-body heave.
He watched Chloe fall.
William’s knuckles turned bone-white as he gripped the edge of the desk.
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He stopped the recording.
He exported the raw video file, saved it directly to three separate encrypted cloud servers, and downloaded a copy to his private phone.
