tood behind a professional-grade telescope mounted on a sleek carbon-fiber tripo

ng a crystal paperweight from hand to hand. "Uncle, why are you

o that, I only see a prisoner. I do not see who she really is. Go. Keep your ey

abbed his camera bag and left the office. He rented a small room in the bu

ked to the grocery store. She browsed books at a local shop. She s

se boring activities. He texted complaints

at the base of his skull. His instincts

enthouse balcony. She carried a plastic laundry bas

wung the heavy telephoto lens across th

nger froze on th

bedsheets and delicate lace bras, was a pai

ocus ring, zooming in tight on the black fabric flapping in the w

arest image, and hit send. "Bingo! Looks

sive screen displayed a video feed of his European CEO delivering a

down at t

s ears. His pupils contract

ually on the balcony of his property. The woman he legally

tight fists on the table. He remembered the infidelity clause in the prenuptial agreement. She h

on the screen, but the words sounde

ing is suspended," he said, his voice deceptively soft, yet carrying a cold, absolute fury that silenced the room instantly. He then reached over and cut the video feed with a

dialed Julian's number. "Where is h

, his voice buzzing with excitement. "But she ju

rning sense of being made a fool of. It was not a broken heart that fueled his ra

your team. Bring the recording equipment. We are going to exec

down every exit of that build

n said. "The show

. She wrapped a thick towel around her wet hair a

had bought at Walmart. She had intentionally left the thick plastic zip-tie tag attached, unable to find scissors in her hurried unpacking. She h