The intruder lifted it out.
The video ended.
Grace immediately called the house security company.
The call disconnected before ringing.
She tried again.
Nothing.
Declan reached for his phone.
“I’m sending someone.”
Grace’s screen lit up with another message.
This one contained text.
YOU OPENED THE WRONG FILE.
Grace stared.
A second message appeared.
Ethan didn’t start this.
Rebecca moved closer.
“Grace, don’t respond.”
Then a third message arrived.
Your father tried to stop it too.
Grace’s fingers tightened around the phone.
The fourth message came with a photograph.
Not recent.
Four years old.
Taken through a restaurant window.
Her father sat inside a diner.
Across from him was Ethan.
Grace stared at the image.
She remembered that day.
Ethan had told her he was in Boston.
Her father had told her he was meeting an old engineer.
Neither had mentioned seeing the other.
A timestamp was printed at the bottom.
