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She spun in her chair. Her kitchen was empty. But the frame didn’t lie—the angle was from the smoke detector. She’d never even noticed the tiny lens.

The first frame showed a living room. A woman in a bathrobe was reading a Kindle, unaware. The timestamp read just now . The second frame: a parking lot behind a diner, rain streaking the lens. The third: a child’s bedroom, empty, a mobile spinning slowly above a crib. Inurl Viewerframe Mode Motion My Location

“My location” wasn’t a setting. It was a command. She spun in her chair