Blake stares at the camera like it’s a monster with two heads. “If she put that in here she knew what she was doing,” he says, stunned by the find. “My mother must have suspected something may happen, and she didn’t trust who she was meeting with,” Blake shakily explains.
Autumn tries to pull down the device, but the recorder is well out of her reach. “We need to see what’s on it. Is there a hub that the cameras record to?”
Blake snaps out of his stupor and heads for the door. “Down in my office,” he replies, rushing out of the room.
Jazz hurries through the front door as the two hit the bottom step. Blake doesn’t stop as he continues on to the office. Autumn grabs his sister by the arm as she passes and guides her along with them. She explains what’s going on to the best of her ability as Blake finds the recording from his mother’s upstairs sitting room.