Chapter 2: The Second Recording
It was my mother-in-law.
She was still wearing her coat.
She hadn't even been invited today.
"How did you get in?" I asked.
She didn't answer that.
She just looked at the camera in my hand.
"Give that to my daughter.
Right now."
My daughter pressed closer against my back.
I could feel her shaking.
"Nobody is taking this camera," I said.
My wife moved toward her mother.
Something passed between them.
A look I had never seen before.
I pressed play again.
The screen flickered.
Then the image cleared.
It was this hallway.
Shot from the shelf.
The timestamp in the corner read three weeks ago.
My wife was on screen.
Standing exactly where she was standing now.
And she was not alone.
A man I didn't recognize was beside her.
She was handing him something.
An envelope.
She was whispering.
I turned the volume up as high as it would go.
Her voice came through the speaker, thin but clear:
*"He can't find out until after he signs."*
My wife's face went completely still.
"That's not what it looks like," she said.
"Then tell me what it looks like."
She said nothing.
Her mother took one step forward.
"You don't understand what you're holding."
My daughter tugged my sleeve again.
And in the quietest voice, she said:
"There's another video, Dad.
I recorded two."
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What did my daughter capture on that second recording — and what did my wife need me to sign before I found out the truth?
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