"The yacht had cameras."
Mariana froze.
"What?"
"Your father thought nobody knew. The crew thought the system was disabled."
He pushed the flash drive toward her.
"But the night-vision cameras were still active."
The room suddenly felt smaller.
"What did they record?"
Santiago looked directly into her eyes.
"Everything."
Mariana's heart stopped.
"No..."
"Your mother."
A pause.
"Your sister."
Another pause.
"And your father."
His voice became colder.
"They recorded all of them."
Mariana slowly reached for the flash drive.