Marcus rushed forward and scooped his wet crying son up into his arms.
He wrapped his own warm suit jacket around the small shivering baby boy.
Elena was kneeling on the hard stone tiles while dripping water everywhere.
Her hair was completely soaked and stuck to her pale frightened face.
Marcus: What on earth just happened to my son out here?
Vanessa: Marcus, it was awful! The maid pushed the stroller right into the pool!
Elena: That is a complete lie! She pushed him while my back was turned!
Vanessa: I saw her do it with my own eyes while walking out here!
Vanessa pointed a long painted fingernail directly at Elena's pale face.
She squeezed out fake tears to make herself look like an innocent witness.
Marcus looked down at Elena with deep confusion and growing anger in his eyes.
Elena pointed her trembling finger up toward the tall brick villa wall above them.
Elena: Please believe me, sir! I jumped in right away to save his life!
Vanessa: She is lying to save her job after committing a horrible crime!
Marcus: Both of you stop shouting at me this very instant!
The little baby continued to cry softly against his father's broad chest.
Marcus looked at Vanessa's dry green gown and then at Elena's dripping clothes.
He noticed that Elena was trembling from head to toe in the cold night air.
If Elena had pushed the baby, why was she the one completely soaked in water?
Vanessa stepped closer to Marcus and wrapped her arms around his right arm.
Vanessa: Call the police right now and have this dangerous woman arrested forever!
Elena: Look up at the high corner of the roof, Mr. Marcus!
Marcus raised his eyes toward the dark edge of the white patio ceiling.
A small metal security camera was mounted right beside the large glass doors.