Chapter 4 - The Digital Resurrection
I sat in the quiet hospital office and began typing furiously across the keyboard.
My fingers flew through the command prompts as I bypassed the basic router security.
I accessed the hidden cache drive where deleted files are temporarily stored before being overwritten.
The video file slowly restored itself frame by frame on the bright monitor.
I pressed play and watched the horrific scene unfold in high definition.
Theresa stood by the kitchen counter, crushing two large blue pills into a fine powder.
She dumped the powder directly into Ethan's warm formula bottle and shook it vigorously.
The worst part of the video was not what Theresa did.
The worst part was that David was standing right next to her the entire time.
He watched his mother poison his newborn son and he did absolutely nothing to stop it.
Pure, unadulterated rage replaced every single ounce of sorrow in my exhausted body.
I opened a new tab on the browser and launched my professional financial tracking software.
I decided to dig into David's personal bank accounts using the passwords I had cracked years ago.
I found the transaction for the luxury resort in Key West just as Theresa had claimed.
But I also found a massive, frantic wire transfer executed just three hours before they left the house.
David had emptied our entire joint savings account and transferred half a million dollars overseas.
The money was sent to an anonymous offshore shell corporation located in the Cayman Islands.
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David was not just taking a relaxing vacation to escape the stress of fatherhood.
He was fleeing the country, and he had booked a third plane ticket for a woman named Jessica.
