Silence fell across the apartment once the officers left.
Pretending a stomach ache as an excuse, Leah slipped into the bathroom and slotted the memory card into her phone's adapter. "This has to be top-secret information belonging to the Elias Group..."
She swallowed hard and tapped to open the folders. There were no bank account records or equity agreements inside. Only three video files labeled Work 1, Work 2, and Unfinished.
Her hands shook as she opened the first clip. The camera wobbled briefly before steadying.
On screen, a young girl was bound to an iron pillar inside an abandoned warehouse. It was the same girl pictured in the young man's livestream photo. Tape sealed her mouth, and tears of utter despair welled in her eyes. The camera panned to reveal a pair of gloved hands c
