Powering up her laptop, Heather held her breath as she loaded the security software. One by one, crystal clear images from each camera flickered onto the screen. It was all set up perfectly. Satisfied, she leaned back in her chair, hoping she wouldn’t actually uncover anything troubling. Only time would tell if her worries about Jackie had any merit.
Over the next few days, Heather found herself obsessively checking the footage. As she fast-forwarded through scenes of their daily life, nothing seemed amiss. Jackie dutifully cleaned, cooked meals, and cared for their home as usual. Heather began questioning if she had been paranoid after all. Until one morning, something caught her eye.