The Broadcast

Summary

I discovered that my husband had secretly bought a voice recorder.

When I asked about it, he exploded immediately:

"It's for work! Why are you interrogating me?"

"If you're so bored, go find a job!"

I didn't argue.

I simply swapped the recorder's internal memory card for a micro-transmitter.

The next day, he took his mistress to his car for a thrill.

Every word they said was transmitted via Bluetooth...

Directly to the massive speakers used for the neighborhood Zumba class.