Neither Joseph nor Emily spoke for several minutes after the previous recording ended.
The silence inside the room felt heavy and suffocating. Years of questions were beginning to receive answers. Unfortunately, every answer seemed to create another wound.
Joseph leaned back against the sofa. His mind kept replaying Mike Richardson's words.
"If Ethan won't give it to us willingly, we'll make him."
The sentence refused to leave him. Because now he knew exactly what Mike had meant.
Emily quietly reached for the laptop, her movements were calm and careful as if she had already relived these moments too many times. "There is more."
Joseph looked at her. Then nodded.
He wasn't sure he wanted to see more. But he knew he had to.
Emily opened another folder. A different date appeared. It was a later date. The day everything changed.
For a brief moment, Emily's fingers hovered above the touchpad, then she pressed play.
The recording began.
At first, the image was unstable, then the camera moved constantly, but the quality wasn't perfect, because the angle was awkward.
Joseph frowned, then remembered the pendant. This footage wasn't recorded by a security camera but it was recorded by the small camera hidden inside young Cassienne's pendant.
Gradually, the image slowly stabilized.
Music played in the background.
Children laughed.
Adults chatted.
Balloons decorated the large hall.
It was a birthday party.
Joseph immediately felt his chest tighten. This was Cassienne's birthday, meaning that it was the day that everything fell apart.
The camera moved again. A young Cassienne appeared briefly in the reflection of a glass door. Her smile was bright. It was carefree and innocent.
Joseph felt something twist painfully inside him. She had absolutely no idea of anything. None of them did.
The recording continued. Several familiar faces appeared throughout the footage. There are employees, friends, family members, people who had gathered simply to celebrate a little girl's birthday.
Then everything changed as the image suddenly jerked. Voices became louder, confused, and alarmed.
Someone shouted, and another person screamed.
The pendant camera swung wildly as little Cassienne was lifted into someone's arms.
The recording became chaotic.
Joseph leaned forward, his heart pounded. The footage was difficult to follow.
People were running, and shouting. They were trying to understand what was happening.
Then the image briefly caught several men.
Strangers. Their faces partially covered. They looked armed. Moving quickly.
Even through the poor recording quality, it was obvious that these were the kidnappers.
The image cut briefly. Then resumed. Now the surroundings have changed.
The recording was darker now, and the movement was rough. It was unsteady. The children had already been taken.
Joseph noticed another small figure nearby, it was young Dreston. The realization made him feel sick.
Both children. Both families, caught inside a nightmare they didn't understand.
The footage continued as minutes passed. Then something important happened. The pendant camera captured a familiar voice.
The voice of James Freshman.
Joseph immediately sat straighter. The image shifted toward a group of men standing near several vehicles. The quality wasn't great, but the audio remained surprisingly clear.
James sounded furious. "This wasn't the agreement."
The words came sharply, immediately.
Joseph exchanged a glance with Emily, but neither spoke.
They continued watching.
One of the kidnappers laughed. The sound carried through the recording. Then another voice answered, a deeper voice, probably the leader. "The instructions changed."
The sentence echoed through the room. Joseph felt a chill.
Even now, even after all these years, the meaning was obvious.
Mike Richardson had altered the deal exactly as they suspected.
James stepped forward. "You said we were only taking Ethan and his family."
The room inside Emily's house became completely still.
Joseph's heartbeat accelerated.
Natasha stared at her husband. "What?"
James grabbed her arm. "I helped arrange it."
The confession came quickly as he felt ashamed and terrified. "We were supposed to get rid of them after the job."
Natasha's face lost all color. And James continued. "But if Mike changed the plan..." His voice shook. "...then we're not safe anymore."
For a moment, neither moved. Then Natasha whispered, "What do we do?"
James immediately answered. "We'll find another vehicle."
The image became unstable again, the pendant moved wildly.
The children were being relocated.
The kidnappers were shouting instructions.
Vehicles started, doors slammed, another chaos returned. Then the recording captured something else, a vehicle.
This wasn't the kidnappers' vehicle. It was a different one. It showed James and Natasha climbing inside.
Joseph immediately understood exactly what happened. They had taken the car they thought was safe. The one they believed would save them.
The engine started, the vehicle pulled away, then the recording ended.
The screen froze. And silence filled the room.
Joseph stared at the laptop. Neither he nor Emily spoke. Because they both knew what happened next.
The vehicle was heading toward Auralink. Toward the laboratory, toward Mike Richardson, and toward the explosion.
And just then, Joseph realized something that made his stomach turn. James Freshman had never known the bomb had been moved.
The trap he helped create had ultimately become his own execution.
Slowly, Joseph looked toward Emily. Neither needed to say it aloud.
They knew that the next recording would reveal everything.
And somehow, Joseph wasn't sure he was ready to see it.

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