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 three

We examined the


at 0:03 hours.”

ago. That’s exactly when Olivia left for

then too.” Ava

wasn’t the same car,” Gai said,

model and license plate

night.”

a step back. “So

her movements, even

clenched. This wasn’t random.

ago–someone had been tailing Olivia for

Chapter 76

stepped forward, holding

is the gate feed.


00:03 three days ago. No exit

someone tried to delete the footage

times. It’s

pried open the back of my

intimidation. Someone had

time her car

was personal. Dangerous. With the reach of

in motion, secrets I’d

lethal.

Alexander’s POV

screen glowed ominously as

a black–clad figure, hat pulled low,

carrying a suitcase.


onlookers. Seconds later, he exited, suitcase

view. That was the

saw him.

it on his

enlarging the blurry image. His build was

but his hat seemed familiar.

familiar.

suggestion, the security techs reviewed earlier days.

the floor swiftly

bag at one apartment. We tracked him to a

basement. It pulled away

No license plate

I said, pressing record. “You heard about


Bella’s apartment? I believe we may have

suspect.”

sat beside Detective Marquez, her voice

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