Chapter 5 - The Stolen Phone
Marcus moved faster. With a long stride, he snatched Sarah’s phone off the table before her fingers could touch it.
“Give me my phone, Marcus!” Sarah demanded, her voice rising into an unnatural, sharp pitch. “That is my private property! You have no right!”
“If you have nothing to hide, why are you shaking, Sarah?” Marcus asked softly.
He held the phone up to Sarah’s face. The Facial Recognition unlocked the device instantly. Marcus immediately opened the photo gallery and tapped the hidden folder, protected by a secondary passcode.
Sarah lunged at him, her manicured nails reaching for his eyes. “Give it back!”
Marcus pushed her back firmly with one arm, locking his arm out to keep her away while his thumb typed in the date of their anniversary—a code Sarah used for everything.
The folder opened.
Inside were dozen of short video clips, dated over the last four months. Marcus tapped the most recent recording, timestamped three days ago during his last business trip.
On the screen, little Lily sat on her bed, her face pale and sweat glistening on her forehead, crying quietly while holding her chest.
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Sarah’s recorded voice spoke off-camera, cold and commanding: “Say it clearly, Lily. Say 'My dad hits me when he drinks.' Say it now, or no water tonight.”
👉 Read PART 6 to see why Sarah was forcing a six-year-old girl to say those horrible lies!
