Chapter 8 - The Cloud Backup
The precinct captain was a stern older woman who absolutely hated Detective Reynolds.
She entered the interrogation room and ordered the guards to remove my heavy handcuffs.
I told her that Reynolds was helping a wealthy family cover up a decade of child abuse.
The captain crossed her arms and demanded concrete physical proof of my wild allegations.
I explained that the blue camera in my breakfast nook was a custom prototype I built myself.
The missing memory card only stored temporary cache files for quick local playback.
The actual high-definition video files were secretly uploaded to an encrypted personal cloud server.
I gave the captain my secure login credentials and told her to check the server logs immediately.
She opened her secure laptop and typed in the complex password I provided.
The screen loaded a massive archive of terrifying video clips dating back several months.
She clicked on the footage from this morning right before I struck my wife with the pan.
The crisp audio captured my wife aggressively shoving the thick cake into my screaming baby's mouth.
The captain gasped as she watched the sheer brutality of the unprovoked attack.
But the most damning piece of evidence was not what my wife was doing to our child.
The camera clearly captured a third person standing perfectly still in the corner of the kitchen.
Eleanor was standing there calmly instructing her daughter on exactly how to force the food down.
The mother-in-law was actively directing the abuse to maintain complete psychological control over her broken daughter.
The captain slammed the laptop shut and immediately ordered the arrest of Detective Reynolds.
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She handed me a bulletproof vest and told me we were going to get my son back right now.
We marched out to a massive armored tactical vehicle waiting in the precinct parking lot.
