Chapter 9 - The Digital Noose
The words "hidden cameras" detonated in the pristine hallway. Chloe's fabricated, innocent smile instantly vanished, replaced by a look of sheer, unadulterated panic. The blood completely drained from her flawless face, leaving her looking hollow and terrified. Arthur slowly stood up, his eyes locked onto his wife's crumbling facade. He didn't need to ask where the blue sewing box was; the pieces were rapidly falling into place. He reached into the inner pocket of his black suit jacket and pulled out his smartphone. His fingers flew across the screen, connecting to the secure, encrypted server of the mansion's discreet security system—a system Chloe clearly believed she had either bypassed, turned off, or that Arthur never checked. The loading icon spun for an agonizing second, the bright screen reflecting in Arthur's dark, furious eyes as he pulled up the archived footage from the hidden lenses scattered throughout their home.
