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.