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6.2

Amber's P.O.V

Anxiety strikes my body as my eyes immediately fixate upon the large assault rifle sitting on top of a metal chest beside Zac's bed. I furrow my eyebrows together in fear as I can only imagine what other type of horrible things could be filling up his chest.

Why the fuck would anyone need a gun this big?

And who just leaves something like this laying out?

My eyes begin to frantically scan the room, stopping as I notice a series of surveillance footage being displayed across three of his computer screens. Slowly, I walk further into the room, having my curiosity for what was being filmed take over me.

I bring myself over to his desktop, having confusion flood my body as I try to make out what I was watching.

On one screen there's an older woman standing in a very expensive looking kitchen as she prepares herself something to eat. The entire dining, kitchen and living space can be seen on the footage, allowing me to see who I assume to be her husband in t
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