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 images in her head.
“Do you 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 kitchen 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 shark hunting for its prey. She clicked on videos and found what she was looking for.
“I knew it, you sick bastard” she said. She looked up at Daphne. “I have to take your computer as evidence”
“Are you going to punish him?” Daphne asked worried.
“No, Miss Allen, we’ll give him a lollypop” Isabel said sarcastic, while she put the laptop in the bag.