The wind blew across the open pool area as Sarah held her jacket closed tight.
Water kept splashing against the wet stone tiles near her expensive leather shoes.
Diego stood tall with a cold grin spreading slowly across his stern face.
Diego: You look so small standing out here by yourself, Sarah.
Sarah: I am never truly alone because my father always protects his daughter.
Evelyn: Your father is old and weak, resting miles away in his sunshine villa.
Sarah: He built this entire company and knows every move people like you make.
Diego scoffed loudly while turning the water hose pressure valve slightly higher now.
The mist covered the air between them as Sarah stood her ground firmly.
She refused to shed another tear in front of these two greedy individuals.
Her mind remained sharp as she waited for the security system to respond.
Three miles away at the city control tower, dedicated monitors were already active.
Her father had installed an independent encrypted network when Diego first moved in.
The grand estate possessed hidden high-definition cameras mounted high above every pillar.
Diego: You have five minutes to take that pen before I lock everything down.
Sarah: You cannot lock me out of my own home legally, Diego.
Diego: I already changed the master digital locks on every main entry door.
Sarah: That is illegal and my lawyers will have you arrested by sunset.
Evelyn: Lawyers take weeks, but we will have the estate signed over today.
Evelyn picked up the heavy black pen from the glass patio table surface.
She stepped toward Sarah and tried to force the pen into Sarah's hand.
Sarah pulled her hand back sharply and knocked the pen onto the ground.
Sarah: Do not touch me or try to force me into anything!
Diego: Pick up that pen right now, Sarah, before I lose my patience!
Sarah: No, Diego, I will never sign away my family's hard work to you!
Diego stared down at her with intense malice in his dark scanning eyes.
He felt confident that nobody was watching them inside this private enclosed backyard.
The flag hanging from the white mansion pillar fluttered gently in the breeze.
Everything seemed completely under his control as he stepped right to the edge.
Diego: You have nowhere to turn and no one is coming to help you.
Sarah: You always underestimate the people who truly care about this family estate.
High above on the roof edge, a sleek camera dome rotated three degrees left.
Its high-powered lens zoomed directly onto Diego's face and the papers below.
A quiet electronic chime echoed faintly from the wall-mounted patio speakers nearby.