Kamrynn’s POV
I slammed the door to my room and leaned against it, the recorder clutched tightly in my trembling hands. My breath came in quick, shallow bursts as the adrenaline surged through me. I couldn’t waste a second. Every moment I delayed was another chance for Eloane’s vile scheme to unfold.
I hurried to my desk, yanked the laptop open, and connected the recorder. The screen flickered to life, and I clicked through the files, uploading the footage as quickly as the machine allowed. Each second felt like an eternity.
“Come on, come on,” I muttered under my breath, glancing nervously at the door.
Finally, the progress bar reached one hundred percent. I copied the files onto multiple flash drives, each one a lifeline. One went into my bag, another under the mattress. I even consi
