Chapter 4: The Architect of Chaos
The interrogation room was cold, a stark contrast to the humid, suffocating atmosphere of the house. Miller watched behind the two-way glass as Sarah sat effortlessly, playing the victim one moment and the master strategist the next.
"She’s been planning this for months," the lead detective said, dropping a file on the table. "Look at the insurance policies. The 'disobedient' child? She was an obstacle to Sarah’s new life. By blaming the grandmother and the aunt, she gets the child out of the way and ensures they spend the rest of their lives behind bars for child abuse."
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The drama was absolute. The town had already turned against the family on the porch. Protestors were gathering at the house, throwing stones at the windows. Sarah had used the public’s thirst for justice to turn them into a lynch mob.
But there was a final piece of evidence on that SD card. A voice recording. After Sarah had dumped Lily, she hadn't just walked away. She had leaned over the dumpster and whispered, "Don't worry, honey. You’re just a pawn in a much bigger game."
