“Shut up!” Evelyn hissed at him, her polite demeanor completely shattering for a split second, revealing the monster underneath. She quickly turned back to Richard, her hands flying to her chest. “Richard, she’s bluffing! She planted that! She’s trying to frame me because she knows she’s been caught! You know me, I’m your mother! I pray for you every single day!”
“Let’s watch the tape,” I said.
I unlocked my phone. My hands were perfectly steady now. The anger had burned away all the fear. I opened the security app, mirrored my screen to the smart-TV mounted on the bedroom wall, and hit play on the clip from twenty minutes ago.
The TV screen flashed to life. The high-definition wide-angle lens captured the entire room perfectly.
