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The video flickered to life. It wasn't a home movie. It was a fixed-angle shot of a diner booth, the kind with cracked red vinyl and a view of a rainy highway through the window. The quality was grainy, oversaturated in that specific way 90s camcorders were.

His father looked into the lens—not at the person across from him, but directly at the hidden camera. "I'm not keeping it for me," he said. "I'm keeping it for Elias." 85297.mp4

At the fifteen-minute mark, a second person sat down opposite him. The camera was angled so their face stayed in the shadows of the booth's high back. They pushed a small, manila envelope across the table. The video flickered to life