replaced by a cold, steely resolve. "I didn't put that there, Ethan. But I think someone in this room desperately wanted a false narrative recorded."
Chapter 3: Unraveling the Web
The next hour felt like an eternity. Ethan, his hands shaking worse than they had when he struck his father, removed the micro-SD card from the hidden camera. He bypassed his laptop and plugged the card directly into the large smart television mounted on the library wall, casting the footage across the big screen for all of them to see.
Clara tried to exit the room twice, but Ethan blocked the doorway, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Sit down, Clara," he had commanded, his voice devoid of any warmth.