Ezoic
I kept my banking credentials on a small printed card in a locked drawer in my desk. Old habit. I’d always been afraid of losing them in a computer crash.
Eleven days after I installed the camera, my phone buzzed at 12:14 in the morning with a motion alert.
I was lying in bed next to Richard.
Except Richard wasn’t in bed.
I opened the app with my heart pounding and watched, on my little phone screen, my husband walk into my office in his bathrobe. He didn’t turn on the overhead light. He used the flashlight on his phone. He knelt by my desk. He opened the locked drawer with a key I didn’t know he had.
Ezoic
He took out the card. He laid it flat on the desk. He took three photographs of it, carefully, adjusting the flashlight each time so there wouldn’t be any glare.
