Then I noticed a notification from a home-security application.
“You installed cameras?”
“After someone entered the garage last year.”
“Where are they?”
“Front porch, driveway, and back entrance.”
I opened the footage from the previous night.
Dad’s car entered the driveway at 10:17 p.m.
He stepped out alone.
Several minutes later, a hooded figure crossed the edge of the driveway.
The person kept their face turned away.
My pulse accelerated.
“Who is that?”
