Printing The Hard Evidence
I hit the print command on the tablet screen. The wireless printer in the corner whirred to life instantly.
It churned out the reservation confirmation and the bank statements one by one. I walked over and snatched the sheets from the plastic tray.
The paper felt warm against my fingertips as I reviewed the black ink. This physical proof was going into my safe immediately.
I needed hard copies just in case he tried to wipe the digital trail.