Mark stood up from the couch and walked directly into the formal parlor room.
Two officers stood near the doorway as Victoria sat wiping her swollen eyes.
Mark tossed the folded legal letter onto the polished coffee table in front.
"Explain this to me right now, Victoria," Mark said in a cold voice.
Victoria looked down at the paper, her breath catching in her throat instantly.
"Mark, that has nothing to do with what happened on the stairs today!"
"You risked a baby's life for an inheritance!" Mark snapped with intense authority.
"No! I was panicked because someone sent that to me yesterday!" Victoria cried.
"I received a threat letter demanding I pay off someone else's debt!"
Mark frowned, looking at the officers and then back at his crying wife.
"What threat? You never mentioned any threat to me or the police!"
Victoria pulled her phone from her purse, opening a series of hidden messages.
The messages showed a stranger demanding money, threatening to harm the entire household.
She had been holding the baby while reading the frightening warning on the balcony.
When the loud phone alarm blared in her hands, she lost her physical balance.
Mark stared at the digital screen, his mind spinning with new confusion and regret.
The horror was real, but the true villain was still hiding in darkness.
Elena stepped near the parlor door, realizing the truth was far more complex.
The person who sent those terrible messages was someone close to the home.