The Night Before I Gave Birth, I Heard My Husband Pay a Doctor to Make Sure I Never Left the Delivery Room. He Thought I Was Asleep
The feelings could wait.
The evidence could not.
Evidence had a clock on it, and the clock said I had until morning.
Chapter 6 — Three Locations
After Beckett walked the doctor out, I lay still and listened until his breathing on the couch across the room went slow and heavy and dropped into a snore.
Then I went to work.
With the recording in hand, I sent it to three separate places: the secure server of my own corporate attorney, my encrypted personal cloud, and the private email of my older brother, Emmett.
Three copies, three locations, no single point that could be seized or deleted or lost.
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