It explained the glance in the hallway.
Dominic lunged for the laptop.
I caught his wrist and redirected him against the hood without striking him.
Mason shouted.
Hospital security arrived less than a minute later because I had already called from my pocket when the elevator opened.
Two guards separated us.
One took the flash drive.
The other kept Dominic against the concrete wall until uniformed officers arrived.
This time, Miller did not control the report.
The hospital security supervisor handed the preserved corridor footage, my written request, and the flash drive to a different investigator.
Mason gave a recorded statement before dawn.
He named Victor.
He named Dominic.
He named the brothers who held Tessa down.
He admitted his own part without asking for forgiveness.
By sunrise, Miller had been removed from the case.
By noon, investigators had secured our house.
The bleach did not erase everything.
A trace on the chair matched material from one brother’s work jacket.
