Everything was a blur. The police was searching her house looking for things comparable to what Daphne had shown them on the DVD.
Daphne was sitting on the couch, staring at the black screen. She failed to erase the تصاویر in her head.
“Do آپ own a computer, Miss Allen?” Isabel asked. She had insisted to do this case. There was something about this man and she was going to find out what it was.
Daphne nodded numb.
“You mind if I take a look?” Isabel asked.
Daphne shook her head and stood up. She walked to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and conjured her laptop. She put it on and typed in the password. She moved to make room for Isabel.
Isabel searched on the laptop like a شارک hunting for its prey. She clicked on ویڈیوز and found what she was looking for.
“I knew it, آپ sick bastard” she said. She looked up at Daphne. “I have to take your computer as evidence”
“Are آپ going to punish him?” Daphne asked worried.
“No, Miss Allen, we’ll give him a lollypop” Isabel کہا sarcastic, while she put the laptop in the bag.