Chapter 5 - The Original Card
The truck driver's voice trembled with a mixture of fear and adrenaline.
He explained that Marcus's men had completely destroyed his house looking for the dashcam footage.
He proudly admitted that he had mailed the original SD card to a secure post office box hours before they arrived.
I felt a massive surge of hope, knowing the definitive proof of their crimes still existed.
He gave me a complex combination code and the address of a small post office on the edge of the city.
He promised to meet me there so we could take the evidence to the federal authorities together.
I thanked him profusely and hung up the phone with shaking hands.
Sarah and I navigated the dark subway tunnels until we found an emergency exit grate leading to the street level.
We climbed out into the pouring rain and hailed a passing yellow taxi.
I gave the driver the address of the remote post office, praying we would get there before Arthur's men found us.
The taxi sped through the wet city streets, the neon lights blurring past the rain-streaked windows.
I placed a protective hand over my pregnant belly, silently promising my unborn child that we would survive this.
We finally arrived at the rundown post office just as the sun began to rise.
I walked cautiously inside the empty building and located the specific metal box.
I nervously entered the combination code the driver had given me over the phone.
The small brass door clicked open smoothly on its hinges.
I reached inside and my fingers brushed against a small plastic memory card.
I pulled it out and held it up to the dim light, feeling a profound sense of victory.
Before I could celebrate, a cold metal barrel was pressed firmly against the back of my head.
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I slowly turned around and came face to face with Detective Miller from the local precinct.
He snatched the memory card from my hand and offered me a chilling, apologetic smile.
