The camera feed showed Victoria unscrewing the small bottle top.
She picked up Lily's glass of fresh morning orange juice.
Victoria squeezed several clear liquid drops right into the glass.
She stirred the orange juice slowly with a silver spoon.
Lily shook her head side to side in pure quiet terror.
A single clear tear rolled down the young girl's pale cheek.
Victoria leaned down until her face was inches from Lily.
Victoria: Don't you dare tell your father.
Lily: I want my daddy...
Victoria: Drink this juice right now, or you stay in your room.
Mark felt a wave of absolute rage surge through his body.
The liquid was a dangerous prescription sleep drug Victoria used.
She was quietly drugging his young child to keep her quiet.
Mark put his sedan into reverse and slammed the gas pedal.
Tires screeched loud on the smooth concrete of the driveway.
He backed the car straight up to the front entrance.
He tossed his smartphone onto the passenger seat in fury.
No one was ever going to hurt his innocent little girl again.
He rushed up the front stone steps like a hurricane.