Chapter 18 - Witness of the Winter Night
"What thing? What the hell are you talking about?" Camille shrieked, her feet taking an involuntary step back.
Ruth gently placed Maisie onto the plush sofa nearby, caressing the child’s soft hair to soothe her. Then, she reached into her collar and pulled out a small memory card encased in a waterproof pouch.
"That night, before Mrs. Olivia drew her final breath, she noticed the irregular dosage of the medication you forced the nurse to inject. She secretly recorded the entire argument between you and the night-shift nurse using a phone hidden under her pillow," Ruth stated calmly, each word ringing like an indictment in the quiet room. "I was the caregiver tasked with cleaning the suite afterward. It was Mrs. Olivia herself who grabbed my hand with her dying breath and pressed this memory card into my palm. She begged me to save her child if the killer ever entered this home."
Rafe turned his head toward Ruth, his eyes brimming with tears. His shock transformed into profound reverence. The woman he had hired as a simple nanny under a shroud of suspicion turned out to be the guardian angel fulfilling his late wife’s final wish to protect his bloodline.
"You liar! Give that to me!" Camille lost her mind, lunging at Ruth like a cornered beast. She thrust her sharp, manicured nails toward Ruth’s face to snatch the card.
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But Ruth was no longer a defenseless girl. Utilizing her quick reflexes forged by years of enduring hardship, she ducked aside, driving her elbow firmly into Camille’s back. The blow sent Camille off balance, crashing heavily onto the hardwood floor and slamming into the wooden frame of a chair.
"Security! Call the police!" Rafe thundered into his master intercom.
