~Reo’s~

“She was in the nursery,” Reo mutters, leaning closer to the screen. “Why the hell was she in the nursery?”

The footage is silent, grainy. But it’s enough. Adele walks in wearing that pastel silk robe she always flaunts when she wants to look harmless. Her hair is pinned and her steps scream “calculated”. She moves straight to the ceiling fan…no hesitation, no pause… just pulls a stool over, climbs up, and reaches into the casing above it.

Reo’s fingers twitch on the mouse. He's barely off of his sick bed and this is what he's shown.

She’s doing something. It’s too fast to tell exactly what. Her back...