I always had a gut feeling.

Not just the kind that whispers doubts late at night, but the kind that claws at your thoughts in the middle of the day while folding laundry, cooking dinner, or scrolling through photos of a life that looked perfect from the outside.

My husband had changed. The smiles were shorter, his phone tighter in his hand. A sudden password here, a strange late meeting there. The lies weren’t clever. Just… frequent.

At first, I tried to ignore it. We had two kids, a mortgage, fifteen years together. You don’t just tear that apart over suspicion. But then came the emails. One popped up on our shared tablet that he forgot to log out. A short line: "Last night was amazing. Can’t stop thinking about it."No name. No signature. Just enough to break something inside me.

I needed proof. Real proof. Not for revenge. For clarity.

That’s when I found the GearHead Engineers’ and I reached out to them through email gearhead @ engineer . com. I wasn’t proud of what I did, but I got his phone cloned. My heart pounded as I opened the dashboard.

Location logs. Call history. Messages. Photos. All there, raw and damning. Names I recognized of coworkers, gym instructors. Even someone he once introduced as a "friend from college." There wasn’t just one affair. There were at least three. Overlapping, hidden in the cracks of our daily life.

It was like watching a movie I didn’t remember starring in. One where the plot was already over, and I’d missed every clue.

But now, I had the script in my hands.

Lazy is like a stone

Not a single inch moving ahead to go out

Or gain out something from the nature

Unnatural disasters following the waves at night

To catch sleep Walkers

In other to destroy the struck stone in our head

Lazy monsters started the dysfunctional dehydration bit by bit to get near to the destruction.

Thereafter it will kill you while you are alive

To continue the laziness to go forever

Once you are killed the germ you out of your line

There will be no coming back from the dark without a light

Remember to keep the light in your hand until you find the path to exit the panel

Hate and jealousy are a long way road friends who got met way down the road of life

~Watch Dogs 2~

Yes, investigative journalist Riley Clarke had heard of DedSec. Who hasn't? The rogue hacker group had been making headlines for weeks now. But what others considered a potential threat, Riley saw as the resources she'd need to bring down big corporations like Blume. Of course this job came with risks, but joining up with DedSec may be more than she ever bargained for...Wrench x OC