Richard took the broad wooden steps two at a time with his jaw set completely firm.
Clara backed up until her spine hit the smooth painted wall of the upper master hallway.
Clara: Richard please listen to me for just one second!
Richard: Do not say another word right now!
He pulled out his cell phone quickly and dialed the emergency local authorities right away.
Down below on the cold marble floor Elena rocked the calm little child very gently.
The infant began to soft coo softly inside the thick warm folded blue cotton blanket bundle.
Elena felt a small sense of sweet relief knowing the child was safe from real harm.
She had worked in this high mansion for two years as a faithful quiet house maid.
During all those long months she had seen how Clara treated everyone with cold harsh disdain.
Clara wanted the wealthy family estate and all the vast inheritance money for herself alone.
She viewed the little child as a direct threat to her grand future financial security.
Clara: It was just a terrible clumsy accident!
Richard: You expect me to believe that narrative?
Richard looked into Clara's wide nervous eyes and saw the true hidden dark deceit inside.
He had trusted her with his family home and his future life plans until this moment.
Now the entire world seemed to be falling apart right before his very own eyes.
He stepped past Clara without another word to check on his poor sweet little child.
The sound of loud distance sirens began to echo far down the quiet suburban residential street.