Chapter 6 - THE RED DOT
Ethan didn't step back.
He turned his head slowly, looking past Evelyn’s finger, past the horrified guests, and up toward the white porch ceiling.
Clara followed his gaze.
Mounted directly onto the dark wood of the overhang sat a small, black dome security camera.
A tiny red light on its side blinked in a steady, rhythmic pulse.
00:01.
00:02.
The camera had captured every second of the plate being swiped, the glass being forced, and the words spoken in the sun.
Evelyn’s eyes slowly tracked upward, following Ethan's gaze to the blinking light.
The color instantly drained from her cheeks, leaving her looking old and hollow under her silver hair.
"Clara, call the police," Ethan said, his voice dropping into a quiet, unwavering command.
"We have everything we need."
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Ethan lifted Luke into his arms, wrapped his hand around Clara’s, and walked away from the ruined patio without looking back once.
THE END
