Chapter 3 - The Ghost of EmmaThat night, Daniel didn't sleep. He sat in his study, surrounded by architectural blueprints that now felt like gravestones. He opened the security app again.
He didn't look at the kitchen. He looked at the archives.
He watched a month’s worth of footage in fast-forward. He saw Anna reading to Leo, not from children’s books, but from poetry. He saw her massaging Leo’s legs, not with the clinical detachment of the physical therapists, but with a rhythmic, steady pressure. He saw her crying in the laundry room when she thought no one was watching.
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He realized then that Anna wasn't just a maid. She had a history. He searched her name in his company’s background check system—the one he rarely used because he left it to HR.
The file came back restricted. Access Denied.
