Remington gestured, nodding for them to follow Hannah’s lead.
With Remington’s permission, the operator got to work. “Here is the footage from the past two days. But two days is too much to watch…”
Hannah cut in, staring at the screen. “Speed it up,” she interrupted, glancing at Remington.
The tech, puzzled but given the green light by Remington, sped up the playback.
Hannah’s eyes stayed glued. “Six times faster.”
Click.
In the quiet room, the keyboard clacked.
“Make it sixteen times.”
Figures zipped across the screen as Hannah focused.
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“Now, twenty-four times!”
The images blurred. It was too quick for clear viewing.
“Can you really see anything at this rate?” the operator muttered.
But before he could finish, Hannah snapped, “Pause!”
He hit the keys, freezing the video.
“Rewind it by four minutes,” Hannah commanded sharply.
The footage rolled back to the night of Bagot’s attack, revealing a figure in black by the decorations.
He grabbed a mask from the decor. The operator froze the frame as the mysterious man spun with it.
“Zoom in, let’s get a good look!” Hannah leaned in.
The video zoomed, revealing only a cap and a masked face. It was impossible to identify the person.
Remington eyed the mask. “Is this the missing piece?”
“Yep, he wore it for the attack,” Hannah confirmed.
It was hard to spot anything from his build, Hannah stepped back.
“He’s got to be someone we know, someone who knows this place inside out.”
Remington raised an eyebrow. “Why’s that?”