Chapter 3 — The Lie Falls Apart
Victoria insisted on giving a statement.
"It was self-defense."
"I barely touched her."
"She lost her balance."
Ruiz quietly placed a tablet on the interview table.
Security footage.
Not from inside the mansion.
From the delivery company's truck parked across the street.
Its dashboard camera had captured the enormous front windows.
The image wasn't perfect.
But it showed one unmistakable movement.
Victoria's hands.
Both of them.
Forcefully pushing Emily backward.
Victoria stared at the screen.
Her face turned pale.
"That's... that's impossible."
Ruiz didn't answer.
Instead, another detective entered carrying Emily's phone.
The recording began to play.
Victoria's own voice echoed through the room.
"I'm tired of waiting for you to lose that baby."
May you like
Silence.
No explanation could erase those words.
