The emergency crew loaded Clara carefully into the ambulance.
Mark stepped inside the vehicle and held her hand.
The police officers stayed behind to inspect the balcony.
Officer Miller walked up the wide wooden staircase slowly.
He noticed subtle scuff marks near the top landing.
A broken piece of pink silk fabric hung there.
He photographed the entire balcony area with his camera.
Eleanor sat on a velvet armchair in the parlor.
Her face looked pale as she stared at the floor.
Officer Hayes: Why were you arguing on the balcony ma'am?
Eleanor: I found out she was hiding financial papers.
Officer Hayes: What kind of papers are you referring to?
Eleanor: She wanted to take over our family trust fund.
At the hospital Mark waited anxiously in the hallway.
The doctor stepped out from the private room doors.
Mark jumped up from his chair in an instant.
Mark: Doctor, how are my wife and child doing?
Doctor: She is stable and your baby is fine.
Mark let out a massive sigh of deep relief.
He walked inside the room and sat near Clara.
She looked up at him with soft tired eyes.
Clara: Your mother accused me of stealing family money.
Mark: I know she was obsessed with that inheritance.
Clara: I only hired an attorney to protect us.
Mark leaned down and kissed her warm forehead tenderly.