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It was his sister, Claire.

247 days. She’d been watched while she slept, while she cried over her breakup, while she changed clothes after work. While she thought she was alone.

He clicked on Chicago.

“There is a camera in your smoke detector or air vent. It has been streaming for 247 days. Look for a tiny lens, usually with a red or green LED. Unplug your Wi-Fi and call a lawyer. Do not delete this email. I’m sorry.”

But first, he went through his own apartment, unplugged his router, and checked every smoke detector for a lens he hadn’t put there. username password reallifecam

He closed the laptop. He had a six-hour drive to Portland ahead of him, and he needed to figure out what to say when he knocked on her door.

The feed showed a kitchen. A clock on the microwave read 8:14 PM. A woman in a bathrobe was making tea. She turned, and Leo’s blood went cold. It was his sister, Claire

He watched, paralyzed, as she lifted the tea bag, dropped it in the trash, and walked toward the camera’s blind spot. He could hear the faint audio: she was humming a song their mother used to sing.