Then I hit play.
The audio, photos, and video filled the living room. Lenore’s voice: “You understand what this money is really for, right? You do not tell your mother what you saw.”
The crowd went silent. Photos of Tanner and Mrs. Keller kissing flashed on the wall.
Lenore froze. Victor tried to explain.
I turned to them. “They bribed a 13-year-old. Told him if he spoke, he’d lose everything. And you call this a gift?”
Victor and Lenore left. Tanner tried to follow. I didn’t turn.
One week later, Tanner’s belongings were gone. Divorce papers filed. Victor and Lenore silent.
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