Sarah backed toward the wooden dresser sitting near the corner of the room.
Her eyes scanned the surface before locking onto the top brass drawer handle.
Sarah: What else are you keeping hidden inside this house, Ryan?
Ryan: Sarah, please do not go through my mother's personal belongings!
Evelyn suddenly rushed forward with panic written all over her graying face.
Evelyn: Step away from that dresser right now, young lady!
Sarah: Ryan, don't you dare try to stop me right now!
Sarah pulled the heavy wooden drawer open with one strong, swift movement.
Inside lay several old medical documents, small pill bottles, and framed photographs.
She reached down and lifted an old black-and-white photograph out of the drawer.
The photo showed a tiny baby boy covered in dark, mysterious skin blemishes.
Sarah's heart pounded violently against her ribs as she looked at the image.
Sarah: Who is this baby in this photo, Ryan?
Ryan closed his eyes in defeat, unable to hide the truth any longer.
Ryan: That was my older brother who passed away forty years ago.
Sarah: Why does he have these terrible dark spots on his face?
Evelyn: Put that picture back right now, it is private property!
Sarah looked from the photograph to the spilled bottle on the marble floor.
She realized that Evelyn had been repeating the same dangerous pattern for decades.
Sarah: You caused this to happen to your own son years ago!
Evelyn: I was only trying to cure him with my special natural remedies!
Sarah: You are sick, Evelyn, and you belong nowhere near my child!
Ryan put his head in his hands as tears filled his tired eyes.
Ryan: I thought she had changed after all these years, Sarah.
Sarah: You put our son in direct danger because you were afraid!
Sarah pulled out her cell phone from her jacket pocket without hesitation.
She dialed three simple digits while holding Leo securely against her body.
She was going to make sure justice was finally served today.