Her jaw tightened as the clean sound played through her headset.

She took off the headphones and set them beside her keyboard.

“The audio recovery is complete.

Brenda’s voice comes through with no distortion from the glass at all.”

“What does she say on the recording?” I asked, though I already knew every syllable by heart.

“She explicitly tells Chloe to put your son in his place right now,” Sarah said flatly.

“Three seconds before the sound of the impact against the table.”