Chapter 4 - Discovering Emily’s Hidden Phone Inside the Dresser
The curtains were drawn tight, plunging the master bedroom into a suffocating, dusty twilight.
I walked straight toward the oak dresser where Emily kept her personal items and daily belongings.
The top drawer was locked with a small padlock that clearly didn't belong to any standard furniture set.
I grabbed a heavy brass paperweight from the desk and smashed the lock until the metal latch gave way.
Inside sat Emily’s smartphone, completely powered down and resting beneath a stack of old financial papers.
I pressed the power button, watching the screen illuminate with dozens of missed call notifications from me.
My stomach churned as I scrolled through the dates, realizing she had been completely cut off for weeks.
There were no texts to friends, no calls to her parents, and no way to reach emergency services.
Diane appeared in the bedroom doorway, her face pale and twisted into an expression of sheer panic.
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“She was spending too much time on social media instead of managing your household,” Diane muttered weakly.
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