The room looked exactly as it had before.
Soft pink curtains.
A white crib.
Moon-shaped decorations above the changing table.
And a large brown teddy bear sitting on the bookshelf.
A gift Claire had brought home three months earlier.
I remembered her saying it was from a boutique.
I remembered thinking it was expensive for a stuffed animal.
Jamie pointed.
“That one.”
I approached the shelf.
The bear looked ordinary.
Soft fur.
A blue ribbon.
Two glossy black eyes.
I picked it up.
It felt heavier than I expected.
“Jamie, how do you know there’s a camera inside?”
He stepped closer.
“Because the eye shines.”
I looked at the bear.
“One of the eyes?”
He nodded.
“At night. A tiny red light.”
A cold wave passed through me.
I turned the bear over.
There was stitching along the back, slightly uneven.
And near the bottom, a nearly invisible plastic switch.
