Sarah carried Leo up the wide staircase to his sunny nursery on the second floor.
She set him down gently on the soft colorful rug beside his wooden toy blocks.
Her heart was pounding fast as she pulled her high-tech tablet out of her handbag.
She opened the encrypted security app to check the recorded video files from earlier.
The system chime sounded softly as the cloud storage updated the latest footage entries.
Sarah clicked on the camera recording saved from twenty minutes before she came home.
The high-definition video showed Evelyn standing near the kitchen island with Mark beside her.
Mark was holding the master key to the locked wooden cabinet under the main counter.
Evelyn was holding Leo's small blue jacket while Mark opened the heavy lower lock.
They pulled out a thick yellow envelope containing the legal inheritance and trust papers.
Leo had tried to reach for the colorful folder that belonged to his mother's family.
Evelyn had quickly locked the cabinet chain back in place to keep the child away.
Sarah: I cannot believe they would steal from their own family like this.
Tears of deep hurt and anger filled Sarah's eyes as she watched the silent video play.
Mark had placed the stolen legal folder inside his black leather work briefcase immediately.
He had then turned off the main camera light, thinking the power cut would erase evidence.
Sarah closed her tablet device with a sharp snap and wiped her cold cheeks clean.
She walked down the carpeted hallway toward Mark's locked private home office room.
She tried the door handle, but the heavy oak door was locked tight from the inside.
Sarah: Mark, open this door right now!
Mark opened the door slowly and stepped out into the hallway with a neutral face.
Mark: Why are you shouting in the hallway while Leo is trying to play?
Sarah: Where is the yellow folder you took out of the kitchen cabinet earlier?
Mark's face turned completely pale as he stepped back into his dark office room.
Mark: I do not know what folder you are talking about, Sarah.
Sarah: Do not lie to me after everything we have built together over these years!
Evelyn hurried up the carpeted stairs with a severe look of judgment on her face.
Evelyn: Stop accusing my son of things he would never dream of doing!
Sarah: I have the entire recording saved right here on my personal security device.
Mark reached into his suit jacket pocket to find his personal smartphone in a panic.
His hands were shaking so much that the expensive phone slipped out of his fingers.
The device dropped hard onto the dark wooden floorboards with a sharp cracking sound.