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Seaside villa.
Wayne Bailey stood by the window, three hours before his surgery started.
The maid was giving the room a final thorough cleaning, and putting white covers on large items such as the sofa and bed.
All the things in the cabinets were cleaned and sealed in boxes.
These were traces of Anna Jadwin, each of which he cherished very much.
With his long legs, Wayne Bailey walked to the bookshelf and casually picked up a trophy-shaped trigger sensor.
It was an infrared probe, which would automatically record video when someone entered the room.
He suddenly missed her and wanted to see her, so he took out the SD card in the base and inserted it into the reader.
He just wanted to see if there were any unintentional video clips of her.
The television screen flickered with static—
During these three years, the maid had entered the room countless times to clean, triggering the sensor.
