Chapter 3 - The Secret Device
My fingers touched the coarse black canvas of my backpack.
Grant watched the security guard, completely unaware of my movements.
I unzipped the hidden interior lining of the bag carefully.
My cold fingers closed tightly around a small metallic object.
It was an old, black digital audio music recording player.
I bought the device at a local pawn shop two months ago.
I had modified the internal microphone for continuous digital recording.
I hid the small recorder inside my sports bra yesterday morning.
It recorded every single sound inside our house for twelve hours.
It captured every strike of Grant's heavy leather belt.
It captured every scream my twin sister Lily let out.
And it captured Grant's clear, chilling voice making death threats.
The heavy metal treatment room door chimed with a beep.
The electronic lock released as two armed police officers entered.
Officer Davis and Officer Miller stepped into the bright room fast.
Grant immediately put on a fake, polite, cooperative gentleman face.
"Officers, thank God you are here!" Grant announced brightly.
"This doctor is holding my family against our will!"
"My stepdaughters had a tragic fall down our home stairs!"
Officer Davis looked at Dr. Ruiz, then at our bruises.
"Doctor Ruiz, what is the situation here?" Davis asked.
Doctor Ruiz pointed directly at Grant's dark polo shirt chest.
"Officer, both seventeen-year-old twins bear identical physical trauma marks."
"These injuries were inflicted by repeated blunt force physical assault."
Grant shook his head frantically, pointing at my mother Sarah.
"Ask my wife! She witnessed the accidental tumble herself!"
Sarah opened her mouth to tell another protective lie today.
I raised my right hand high into the bright light.
I held the small black digital recorder between my fingers.
"Everything is recorded," I announced clearly to the room.
My voice carried a cold, unwavering, absolute lethal power today.
Grant's confident, polite expression vanished in a single second.
His face went completely ghost white under the fluorescent lights.
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"Now you will hear what really happened in that house."
📖 Chapter 4 reveals the horrific audio playing from the small digital device for police to hear. Keep reading below. 👇
