Mark climbed inside his luxury sedan and closed the heavy door.
The quiet sound of the car cabin did not calm his mind.
He could not forget the intense terror in Lily's young eyes.
She had never begged him to stay home from work before.
Mark pulled his smartphone out from his inner jacket pocket.
He opened the private home security application on the screen.
A few weeks ago, he had installed hidden wireless cameras.
He had placed one tiny lens inside the kitchen light fixture.
The live video feed loaded quickly on the sharp glass display.
Mark held his breath while watching the high-definition camera view.
In the kitchen, Victoria set her coffee cup on the island.
Her soft friendly smile vanished the moment Mark drove away.
Her face turned cold and stern as she looked at Lily.
Lily stepped backward until her back hit the refrigerator door.
Victoria opened her designer leather purse on the counter top.
She pulled out a tiny brown glass bottle with a dropper.
Mark watched the phone screen with growing horror and panic.
Mark: What is she doing to my daughter?
He started the car engine while staring at the live video.
His hands began to shake violently against the leather steering wheel.