I showed up at the hospital to surprise my husband during his shift. But the second one of his coworkers saw me, all the color left his face. Then his eyes filled with tears. “He hasn’t said a word to you, has he?” Ben and I had been married eleven years, and for every one of those years, I had shared him with the hospital. He was a remarkably gifted surgeon.

“I already deleted that photo off my phone, Mrs.

Carter, because Dr.

Miller warned me Walsh would finish my nursing career.”

She shut the door firmly before I could beg her, leaving me standing by myself in the carpeted hallway.

Four days later, Evelyn called me in a state of total panic, her voice choked with frantic tears.

“Gregory found my secret cloud folder last night, smashed my phone against the fireplace, and wiped the whole security archive.”

“Is the footage gone for good, Evelyn?”