"So, does she know I hired the kidnapper?"
Pearl's voice echoed from the high-end sound system, crisp and clear.
On the screen, Pearl and Kenneth faced each other.
The first video I played was from the night she admitted to hiring the kidnapper.
The crowd below erupted into a buzz of whispers.
"How could Pearl be like this?"
"I know it! Not being blood-related means she's not trustworthy. See, she's so cruel."
Pearl's face drained of color as she watched the video, then she let out a piercing scream, clapping her hands over her ears.
She dashed off the stage, rushing to the computer to try to stop the video.
Too bad for her, I had already set up the USB drive; once the video started, there was no way to stop it.
"Jocelyn Hobson! What are you doing?!"
My parents, seeing the video
