Portable screen
Mark instinctively took a step back, his body tense, while officers pulled out a portable monitor. They set it on the garden table, the screen angled deliberately toward the couple. The machine hummed softly as it powered on. Linda’s pulse raced, her thoughts colliding violently inside her head. The truth was seconds away, yet the unknown pressed heavier than ever. The monitor loomed before them, ready to expose their deepest fears.
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