The Midnight Recording: How a Pentagon Signal Officer Used His Wife's Own Voice to Cover Up a $185,000 Treason Scheme
👉 Previous Action: You continued from Chapter 4, discovering the audio rig under your bed.
The reel-to-reel machine ticked, a mocking metronome in the silence. Evelyn stared at the brass tag, Arthur’s name a brand on her heart. The knowledge settled in her gut, cold and sharp. This was not a random act. This was calculated.
She tore the speaker wires free, the sudden silence jarring. The tape spun silently, revealing the spools of her own terror.
Then, a new sound. Heavy footfalls on the front porch steps, distinct above the patter of the rain. The soft, unmistakable click of Arthur’s brass house key turning in the lock. He was back. He expected her to be gone, fleeing into the night.
Her eyes darted to the nightstand. Julian’s loaded .38 service revolver lay there, a heavy, silent promise. She snatched it, the cold steel familiar in her hand.
Footsteps echoed in the downstairs hallway. She had only seconds. The bedroom door, a dark rectangular void, would open any moment.
Choose your next action
Slip through the basement storm door into the dark alley behind the house. — Read CHAPTER 6 to continue
Conceal herself inside the bedroom armoire to observe who Arthur brought with him. — Read CHAPTER 7 to continue
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