He took a look around the room, as if to check if anyone was watching.
My heart was ticking in a loud voice until I almost didn’t hear the recording.
Margaret approached an attempt to get Olivia back, and she said something I didn’t pick up clearly.
But Michael turned his body a little far away from her.
Olivia’s crying escalated.
Not a whining.
And no trouble.
It’s a panic.
Then, through the little speaker in my phone, I heard Michael whisper something.
I put the clip back once.
And then again.
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