My sister framed me for a hit-and-run—and my parents expected me to take the blame, until the truth came out and changed everything

corrected him smoothly. “But what you really want, what the district attorney wants, is a full, uncoerced confession caught on tape.”

I picked up my smartphone one last time.

“When Richard and Diane bought that sprawling estate, they didn’t know how to set up the encrypted smart-home security network,” I said, a terrifying, razor-thin smile finally touching the corners of my mouth.

“So I installed the interior high-definition cameras for them. And they were far too arrogant, and far too technologically illiterate, to ever ask me to transfer the master