Victoria opened the heavy front door fast.
The cool evening air rushed inside house.
A black sedan was waiting right outside.
A man was sitting in driver seat.
Mark recognized the driver from his office.
It was his company lawyer named Richard.
Richard had drafted the original trust papers.
Now he was helping Victoria steal them.
Mark understood the whole quiet plot now.
They wanted to sell the family estate.
They wanted to drain the big bank accounts.
They planned to leave Mark with nothing.
They did not care about the children.
Mark pulled his cell phone from pocket.
He pressed three numbers very fast now.
Mark: I am calling the local police.
Victoria stopped on the front stone steps.
Her cool face finally showed pure panic.
Victoria: You will destroy our family name!
Mark: You destroyed it when you lied!
Richard stepped out of the black car.
He looked nervous in the bright light.
He carried a heavy black leather briefcase.
Mark pointed directly at the black briefcase.
Mark: Leave that case on the steps.
Richard looked at Victoria for a moment.
He saw that the plan was over.
He set the briefcase on the floor.
Richard: I was only doing my job.
Mark: You were stealing from a child.
Chloe stood near the big open door.
She held onto Mark's coat tight.
Chloe: Daddy, don't let them take Leo.
Mark touched Chloe's soft hair with love.
Mark: Nobody is taking anyone, my sweet girl.
Sirens echoed far down the quiet street.
The red lights flashed through the trees.
Victoria tried to step toward the car.
Two police cruisers pulled up very fast.
They blocked the dark driveway completely now.
Two officers stepped out into bright daylight.
Mark stepped forward to meet the officers.
He kept his young children behind him.
Mark: Officer, my safe was broken into.
The main officer looked at the open case.
He looked at the open wall safe.
He saw the crying child on crutches.
Officer: Ma'am, please step away from car.
Victoria began to cry fake bitter tears.
Victoria: This is a big family misunderstanding!
Mark stood tall and walked toward her.
Mark: The truth is in that bag.