The moment hangs. In a locked-off close-up, Stap freezes completely, eyes darting once toward Penny and then forward again. A tiny beat passes before he swallows his pride and says, "Okay." Another tiny pause. "This looks bad." His top remains open and still, the exposed mechanism making the confession worse. The lamp hums softly; a faint flicker from the monitor adds pressure to the silence. ...
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