Chapter 2 - THE CAMERA THAT WENT DARK
No one answered my father.
The quartet stopped completely.
Henry stood in the center of the ballroom with Maya against his chest while hundreds of guests watched Genevieve search for a response that would preserve her dignity.
“It was an accident,” she said finally.
Maya shook her head.
Henry looked down at her.
“You do not have to speak again right now.”
He carried her toward me.
Before he reached us, two men in dark suits entered through the side doors. I recognized neither, but the way they moved told me they belonged to Blackwood security.
Julian stepped between us.
“This is a private Vance family event.”
My father stopped.
“The ballroom is owned by Blackwood Grand Hotels.”
Julian’s jaw tightened.
“We leased it.”
“Through an account that has not cleared its final payment.”
The nearest guests began whispering.
I took Maya from Henry.
She clung to me, her cheek hot against my neck.
“I need a doctor,” I said.
Henry signaled toward one of the security officers.
A hotel medic arrived within minutes. He examined Maya in a private sitting room off the ballroom and recommended a pediatric evaluation because she had struck her head and marble floor.
Genevieve remained outside with her attorney.
Julian tried to enter.
I blocked the door.
“She is my daughter.”
“You watched your sister hit her.”
“I was shocked.”
“You told me it was one slap.”
His eyes moved toward the security officers.
“We can discuss this at home.”
“There is no home after tonight.”
For the first time, he looked genuinely frightened.
Police arrived at the hotel after a guest called emergency services.
Detective Aria Benson separated everyone for preliminary statements.
Genevieve admitted making contact with Maya but claimed she instinctively moved her hand after Maya collided with her.
Julian said he had not clearly seen the moment of impact.
I had watched his eyes.
He had seen.
The hotel’s head of security, Thomas Grant, entered the sitting room carrying a tablet.
“There may be an issue with the foyer recording.”
My father’s expression hardened.
“What issue?”
“The primary camera stopped transmitting shortly before the incident.”
“When?”
Thomas looked at the timestamp.
“Ninety-two seconds before the child was struck.”
“Malfunction?”
“We do not know yet.”
The ballroom camera remained active. It showed Maya running to Henry, but the foyer assault itself had occurred outside its angle.
Genevieve’s attorney immediately suggested no reliable video existed.
Then Thomas opened the access log.
The foyer camera had not failed.
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Someone had placed it into privacy mode using an authorized event credential.
The credential belonged to Julian.
