Richard: What camera? What are you talking about, Elena?
Elena: The camera in the ivy, Mr. Vance. It recorded the whole thing.
Victoria: She’s lying, Richard! We never installed a camera on that wall!
Elena: You didn’t install it. But somebody else did three weeks ago.
Richard: Who put a security camera on my private patio without my permission?!
Elena: Ask your wife, Mr. Vance. Ask her why there is a wireless camera pointed directly at the poolside terrace.
Victoria’s face drained of color as she stepped back away from the pool edge.
Victoria: Don't listen to her, Richard! She’s just trying to divert attention from what she did!
Elena: I am not lying. The police can check the memory card right now.
Richard: Victoria, is there a camera over there or not?
Victoria: I... I don't know what she's talking about!
Richard walked past his crying baby and pulled back the dense ivy branches on the wall.
A small black lens was clearly mounted to the brick, its lens pointed straight at the water.
Richard: What is this doing here?! Victoria, answer me!
Elena: She hired a private investigator last month, Mr. Vance.
Richard: A private investigator? For what?
Elena: She wanted to film me so she could claim I was negligent and fire me without paying my contract severance.
Victoria: That’s a total lie! Shut your mouth, Elena!
Elena: You told me yesterday that if I didn't quit, you would find a way to make sure I left with nothing!
Richard: Is this true, Victoria? Were you trying to frame our maid to save money on her contract?
Victoria: No! Richard, you know how expensive her salary is! We needed a reason to terminate her employment!
Richard: So you put our baby’s life in danger just to record a fake incident?!
Victoria: It was supposed to be a small mistake! I was just going to show him falling onto the deck, not in the pool!
Elena: But you lost your balance when you bumped the handle, didn't you?
Victoria: It was an accident! The wind pushed me!
Richard: You backing into the stroller almost killed our son! And you lied to me so I would hit her!
Elena: The footage will show every single second of what happened out here today.
Richard: Give me the memory card right now.
Elena: The footage isn't stored on the card, Mr. Vance. It streams directly to a cloud server owned by the security company.
Victoria: Oh God... no...
Elena: And I have the access app on my phone because your investigator sent me the setup link by mistake last week.
Siren wails echoed in the distance, growing louder as the police cars turned onto the long driveway of the mansion.
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