Curious, I skip ahead to video of Antonio arguing with the captain. It’s there, too. Slightly edited to conceal Antonio’s face.
Heart racing, I skim through everything. Discovering other edits have been made though none that would disguise the villains in this story. Everything is here.
And more.
I gasp when open a video I’m unfamiliar with and stifle a scream as I witness the shootout at the fight club. The South Africans are running around like chickens without heads. What has them so enraged? And then there’s O’Brien’s crew spilling into the parking lot, stirring the pot.
Did Finn film this?
Yes, colleen. Of course he did.
And the answer becomes clearer after I scroll through the remaining files and discover more unexpected videos.
Holy hell. Everything I need is here ... and more.
Finn didn’t delete my files. He saved them. For me.
The last file is a Word document. With a shaky finger, I open it.
So you can honor that little girl’s life.
I’m sorry.
“It’s true, isn’t it?” I whisper. “Why else would he restore my files? He lied about everything except this—Finn loves me.”