He leaned closer to the screen. The last set of coordinates in the video—sent just before the recording ended—looked familiar. He typed them into a map search. The pin dropped directly onto his apartment building.
He didn't remember recording it. He didn't even remember being logged in at 3:00 AM on a Tuesday. But there it was, sitting in his Downloads folder like a ticking clock. When he double-clicked it, the media player flickered to life. Messages — OnlyFans (85)(1).mp4
Leo watched his recorded self scroll down. Every single one of the 85 messages was from the same blank account. Each one sent a second apart. As the video played, Leo realized the coordinates in the messages were changing. They weren't random locations; they were moving. He leaned closer to the screen