Celine tossed the stack of financial reports onto the glass desk, causing a loud thud. She leaned back in her executive chair, letting the silence of her spacious office muffle her deep sigh.
There was a brief knock at the door, followed by the teak door being pushed wide open. The head of Sterling's security team stepped inside.
Without saying much, the man placed a small black cylindrical electronic device right in front of Celine. It was the dashcam module that had recorded the drama in the hospital parking lot.
"It's all in here, Ms. Celine," said the security chief. "The active perimeter recording system on your car worked flawlessly. The voices of the two women came through clearly, without any distortion from outside noise."
