LAURA’S POV
Our eyes met. Hers flickered with panic for a brief moment before she let out a nervous chuckle.
“Oh, I thought I saw something… My head hurts so bad, I must be hallucinating,” she said with a forced smile.
Something about her felt off.
I nodded, slipping the black box deeper into my pocket. That little device had me on edge. I didn’t know why, but it felt like the key to something terrible.
“Let’s get some rest,” she said, heading to her room.
I went to my old office. Elijah always made sure I had space to work from home.
As I settled at the desk, my thoughts drifted to Elijah—his face the last time I saw him. What had he wanted to tell me? Why were my father and I in danger?
I inserted the flash drive into the PC. The footage began innocently—me leaving the house, the
