Alexander replied: I need the unedited footage from the police station—date and time range attached. Someone tampered with it. I want the truth.
There was a short pause.
@Bellatrix_19: Understood. Do you want me to recover, trace, or just unlock?
Alexander raised an eyebrow.
He wasn't used to hackers giving options like a shopping cart.
"Recover and trace. Find out who erased it too."
@Bellatrix_19: Okay, sir. I'll begin now. You'll have your answer soon.
****
Alexander arrived at Lilith's small house, carrying a bag of food for her. He rang the bell, and Sir Sparkleton—now her professional butler opened the door.
Sir Sparkleton greeted him like a proud host of a five-star hotel that had lost all its stars in a storm.
"WELCOME BACK HOME, MASTER! WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE WATER, TEA, OR COFFEE?"
Alexander raised a single brow. "…Tea."
Sparkleton blinked.
"SORRY MASTER. TEA WAS CERTAINLY UNAVAILABLE."
"…Was?" Alexander asked slowly.
"YES. WAS. NOT NOW."
