Chapter 8 - The Baby Monitor Broadcast"But intellectual property theft is only a civil matter," Claire continued, her expression hardening into something cold and terrifying. "We must also address the claim that I suffered a manic episode and shaved my own head."
She clicked the remote one more time.
"Let us look at the physical evidence of how those files were accessed last night."
The dual-screen display merged into a single, massive video player. The play button clicked.
Instantly, the dark, shadowy image of Claire’s bedroom filled the auditorium. The audio kicked in with a low, static hum, followed by the sound of a struggle.
"Women don’t belong in college," Lorraine’s voice hissed through the high-fidelity speakers, sounding incredibly cruel and clear. "Especially married women who embarrass their husbands."
On the screen, the audience watched in horrified silence as Daniel’s massive frame pinned Claire’s wrists to the carpet, his knee pressed brutally into her shoulder blades. They saw Lorraine, her face twisted in sadistic glee, hacking away at Claire’s long hair with heavy sewing shears.
"Stop fighting, Claire. You did this to yourself," Daniel’s recorded voice boomed through the hall.
People in the auditorium gasped. Several faculty members stood up in outrage. Dr. Vance covered her mouth, tears springing to her eyes.
On screen, the assault continued until Claire went completely still. They watched Daniel release her, walk into the bathroom, and dump her physical notes into the tub, turning on the water.
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"You’ll call the committee tomorrow," Daniel’s voice said on the tape. "Tell them you’re sick... and start acting like a wife."
The video paused on a crystal-clear frame of Daniel’s face looking directly toward the baby monitor, his eyes glassy and cold.
