Mark stepped forward slowly, keeping his eyes locked on Megan's face.
Mark: Your partner is already sitting in a police car right now, Megan.
Megan's confident smile instantly faded as her eyes widened with deep shock.
Nanny Megan: You are lying to me to try and trick me!
Mark: The police tracked the silver car's GPS five minutes after I called.
Two marked police cars pulled onto the gravel lot with sirens wailing loudly.
Red and blue lights flashed brightly against the sunlit wooden dock posts.
Four armed officers stepped out of their vehicles with their weapons drawn low.
Officer Henderson: Drop the bag and step away from the pier right now!
Megan backed up toward the water, her heel hovering over the steep edge.
Nanny Megan: You ruined everything! That money was supposed to be mine!
An officer grabbed Megan's arm quickly and pulled her onto the solid ground.
They placed heavy metal handcuffs around her wrists with a sharp clicking sound.
Officer Henderson: Your partner led us right to the rental house on Elm Street.
Sarah: Is my baby safe? Please tell me he is unhurt!
Officer Henderson: He is resting safely in an ambulance with our medical team.
Sarah fell to her knees on the wooden pier, sobbing tears of pure relief.
Mark wrapped his strong arms around her shoulders and held her close.
Mark: It is over, Sarah, our son is safe and coming home right now.
They drove under police escort to the local medical station nearby.
Inside the brightly lit room, a female officer was gently rocking the baby.
Sarah ran across the floor and pulled her healthy infant into her arms.
She kissed his soft forehead again and again, tears falling on his cheek.
Sarah: Mommy is right here, sweet boy, nobody will ever hurt you again.