Chapter 79

“The garage camera didn’t record her car,” the property manager, Mr. Greene, reported, voice grim. “But the gate

footage… it shows her Lexus–registration matches–entering at

08:47 PM exactly.”

“Then the car–her car–vanished from every camera inside the

community?” I asked, my tone flat.

He nodded. “Yes. But then last night, around 09:45 PM, we see a

Chevy leave the garage. License plate was obscured.”

“Someone tampered with the feed,” I said, turning to Gai. “Cross- reference all cameras for past fifty hours. Find anomalies: blind

frames, jump cuts, missing files.”

“Got it,” Gai replied crisply, tapping keys. “Also pulled the gate timestamp. Scanned for identical cars passing in and out other

entry points.”

I slid my phone to quit the call now there were police on site, sirens muted – and spoke into silence. “Signal staff to hold any


technicians on standby. No firmware resets. We need original

data. Freeze everything.”

The officer in charge, Detective Marquez, nodded gravely. “We’re already logging chain of custody for all drives and

DVRs”

“Good,” I said, forcing calm. “The longer we wait, the more

chance someone erases evidence”

Rustling footsteps alerted me to Ava approaching. Her face was

pale.

“Alexander,” she whispered, “they found something.”

“What did they find?”

A deer–in–headlights fear made her eyes flicker. “That same

it entering the gate here

examined the timestamp: April


at 0:03 hours.”

ago. That’s exactly when Olivia left

then too.” Ava

car,” Gai said, voice iron–quiet.

plate of

night.”

back. “So

about her movements, even

clenched. This wasn’t

been tailing Olivia for

Chapter 76

Marquez stepped forward, holding a portable

a notebook. “This is the gate feed. I’ve logged the


at 00:03 three days ago. No exit

tried to delete the footage between

times.

open the back of my mind,

had

her car

Dangerous. With the reach

secrets I’d hoped were

lethal.

Alexander’s POV

ominously as the

hat pulled low, entering the

carrying a


by onlookers. Seconds later,

and vanished from view.

saw him.

his face,” I muttered. Gai

the blurry image. His build was

but

familiar.

the security techs reviewed earlier days.

appeared again–leaving the

one apartment. We tracked him to

in the basement.

license

record. “You heard about


I

suspect.”

sat beside Detective Marquez, her voice

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