I Destroyed My Best Friend’s Grave Because of What His Widow Told Me

the dirt as best I could. It wasn’t perfect. Someone would notice eventually.

I didn’t care.

We drove to my house. Plugged the camera into my computer. The battery was dead but the USB connection worked.

The footage was there. All of it. Higher quality than the SD card. Full metadata. Timestamps. GPS coordinates. Everything a prosecutor would need.

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