As soon as I arrived home, I downloaded the footage from two days before our vacation onto a portable hard drive. These were the days when Jason had visited our home. It took some time to complete the download, but it finished before my wife returned. I closely observed her to see if she checked the camera storage or did anything to tamper with it, but she acted as though the cameras didn't exist in her world.
It took us until midnight to finish unpacking. All I could think about was getting everyone to bed so I could examine the footage. When everyone finally went to sleep, I connected the hard drive to my laptop and began the daunting task of reviewing the recordings.
I fast-forwarded to the specific timeline of Jason's visit. On the night he arrived, he stayed in the guest bedroom, accessible through a hallway from the game room. As I fast-forwarded through the footage, I spotted my wife on the game room camera. I hit play at normal speed, and the timestamp read 5:53 a.m.
My wife met Jason in the hallway, visible to the game room camera. He pulled her in for a kiss, and they passionately made out for a brief moment. Playfully, she pushed him away and turned to leave the game room. As she did, he playfully slapped her on the bum, and she giggled her way out toward the main area.
Even to a blind man, it was glaringly obvious they were having an affair. That was all the proof I needed. My heart raced so fast I thought I might have a heart attack. I wasn't angry, but I felt relieved that I finally had the evidence to confront my unfaithful wife.