Chapter 89

Mrs. Harlow's gasp still hung in the air; her eyes were wide as she turned fully toward her daughter. She pressed her hand against Amelia's shoulder, her voice trembling.

"What's he doing here?" she asked urgently. "How did you know?"

Amelia swallowed, pointing at the laptop with a shaky hand.

"Look. Right there."

Mrs. Harlow leaned forward, squinting to view the recording. The timestamp indicated it was from today. The cameras had captured Adrian walking with a certain purpose