CHAPTER 2 — The Hidden Recording
The ambulance lights painted the highway in red and blue chaos.
Emma lay on the stretcher, breathing unevenly, one hand gripping the edge of her stomach while the other clutched a paramedic’s sleeve.
“You’re safe now,” the paramedic said calmly. “We’ve got you.”
Emma didn’t answer. Her eyes stayed fixed on the fading black SUV disappearing into traffic.
Then her phone vibrated.
Once.
Twice.
A notification.
A video file.
Unknown sender.
Emma’s fingers shook as she opened it.
It was recorded from inside the SUV.
Vanessa’s voice was clear. Laughing.
“Just drop her off. She’ll figure it out.”
Carol added coldly:
“Brian, stop hesitating. She’ll survive. Women always do.”
Brian’s voice followed, quieter—but worse:
“If she makes it dramatic, I’ll just say she wanted attention.”
Emma’s breathing stopped for a second.
The paramedic noticed.
“Ma’am?”
May you like
Emma whispered:
“Don’t let them know I saw it.”
