Mark rushed down the grand staircase toward the marble foyer at full speed.
The heavy wooden double doors creaked open as staff members watched in shock.
Mark: Hey!
His voice echoed loudly across the wide pristine white marble foyer floor space.
Victoria turned around in absolute panic as Mark charged across the grand hall.
Victoria: Stand back, Mark, you are going to ruin the entire presentation setup!
Mark: You locked my innocent daughter inside an airtight display box, Victoria!
Mark grabbed a heavy tool bracket off the nearby safety station wall mounted fixture.
He gripped the solid handle firmly while staring directly at the clear tower.
The swaddled baby looked out through the clear acrylic walls with wide terrified eyes.
Mark used a heating tool from the nearby maintenance belt against the acrylic seam.
The intense heat softened the thick plastic edges surrounding the upper locks quickly.
A harsh sizzling sound filled the room as the sealant began to melt away.
Mark slammed the heavy rescue tool against the softened central seam line forcefully.
The thick acrylic structure cracked loudly and shattered into several large flat pieces.
Mark reached through the broken structure and pulled little Lily into his arms.
Mark: I got you, baby!
He held the small girl tightly against his chest while stepping back safely.
Tears of intense anger and relief flooded Mark's eyes as he looked down.
Mark: You did this to my daughter!
Victoria staggered backward in utter defeat and collapsed onto the cold floor marble.
The attorney grabbed his briefcase and rushed out the front doors in silence.
Mark wrapped his jacket around Lily to keep her warm and comfortable now.
Mark: Daddy's here, nobody is ever going to hurt you again, sweetheart.
The small girl rested her face against his neck while clutching his shirt collar.
Baby: Mommy, Mommy too...
Mark stopped dead in his tracks as the words echoed in his ears.
His eyes widened in shock as he processed what his daughter just whispered.
Lily's biological mother had passed away two years ago in a hospital room.
Why would the child be calling for her mother in this very room?
Mark slowly turned his head to look back down at Victoria on the floor.