At that moment Abigail ended her words with a final, icy assurance: "It is going to work. Definitely, it will work out perfectly. You just focus on playing your part, James. Leave the rest to me. All we need now is to know what she actually holds, what she actually has."
Abigail then continue, her voice low but firm as she paced slowly around her room, holding the phone close to her ear. The wheels in her head were already turning, her thoughts racing ahead like a chess player several moves deep into a winning strategy. She wasn't going to take chances. Not with Cora.
"From all indications," Abigail said slowly, "we will need you to actually do a video of himself. A proper one. A video explaining everything that had happened. Every single detail of what Cora had done to you...."
She paused, her hand resting against the windowsill. Rain tapped softly against the glass, but her focus didn't break.
