Inside it was a video file without description.
I opened it.
The footage showed her in the kitchen, moving slowly and appearing unwell. Evan entered the frame quietly, checked the surroundings, and added a small amount of powder into her drink before leaving without interaction.
I paused the video, then replayed it to confirm what I had just seen.
The sequence did not change.
At that point, suspicion ended and confirmation began.
I secured every file and prepared to escalate the matter to federal authorities, because what I had just witnessed was no longer a private family issue. It had become a criminal investigation requiring immediate action.
Part 2
I left Kendra’s apartment with the folder secured and my thoughts arranged into a tight, controlled structure that only experience under pressure could maintain. Nothing about the city outside looked different, yet everything felt separated from what I now knew. Cedar Point City continued moving as if it had not just become part of a criminal timeline I could not ignore.