"Video?!" gasped Naoko, looking pale.
"Yep, this software turns your phone into a spy camera. Whoever controls it can see and hear everything."
Naoko bent over and dry-heaved. Parallel self bodies didn't need food, so her stomach was empty, but that didn't stop it from trying to turn itself inside out.
Jack put his hand on Naoko's back and gently rubbed it.
There was nothing he could say to reassure her. Her father had invaded her privacy in a way that was beyond reprehensible.
He'd been planning to tell her to act like nothing had changed until after he could get the trust fund established, but that was not an option now.
"Should I not have..." started Madison.
"No, she needed to know," he said. "It's just hard to process something like this."
After a few minutes, Naoko straightened up, then turned and hugged him.
"Dominatrix?" he asked.
"I recorded it on my phone," she wailed.
"Never record..." started Madison.
