I Opened The Security Log Before They Could Get Their Story Straight

he added me to everything “just in case.” His words. Just in case of what, I don’t know. Maybe just in case he got sloppy.

The phone records took a minute to load.

That minute lasted a year.

Then there they were.

A river of calls and texts between Damon and Madison, packed into workday hours, late nights, weird five-minute gaps. More than with me. Some continue reading …