Startling Discovery
A narrow corridor led him into a dim, windowless room filled with monitors. His stomach lurched as the screens came into focus—live surveillance feeds of his own neighborhood. One showed his driveway, another captured Alice stepping from their car earlier that day. A folder on the desk read “Operation Brown.” With trembling hands, Jack flipped it open. Detailed logs, photos, and dates revealed the truth: they had been watched meticulously, for months, without knowing.
Page 42 of 71
