Elena walked slowly down the long grand driveway carrying her tiny canvas bag of personal clothes.
The heavy iron security gates slammed shut behind her with a sharp metallic clanging sound.
She sat down on the dry sidewalk curb to wipe away her warm heavy tears.
If she went home with a firing record for child endangerment her career would be over.
No respectable family in Texas would ever hire her as a maid or nanny again.
More importantly she could not let a cold manipulative woman harm little Liam in the future.
Elena knew that Victoria had hated her ever since she refused to lie about shopping receipts.
Victoria had been stealing money from the joint household bank account for several months.
She needed a way to get rid of Elena before the young maid exposed her financial secrets.
Elena stood up from the curb and wiped her face with the corner of her wet apron.
She remembered a crucial detail about the estate that Victoria had clearly forgotten about that morning.
Three weeks ago Richard had hired security guards to upgrade the home protection system.
He wanted to ensure the entire outdoor swimming pool area was monitored day and night.
Elena walked along the tall perimeter fence that separated the mansion from the neighboring lawn.
She peered through the green leafy hedge bushes toward the tall oak trees lining the pool.
High up on a hidden wooden post near the tall hedge sat a small round camera.
A tiny red light blinked continuously on the front panel of the sleek black device.
The camera pointed directly down at the stone patio and the bright blue swimming pool.
It recorded every single movement that occurred in the backyard in crisp sharp video detail.
Elena felt a sudden surge of strong hope rise up inside her heavy chest.
The digital video footage held the ultimate truth about who pushed the blue stroller.
However the main control box for the security system was located inside Richard's office.
She needed a way to access that recorded video file before Victoria destroyed the digital evidence.
Elena pulled out her small prepaid cell phone from her plastic waterproof pocket bag.
She dialed the phone number of Marcus who worked as the estate night security guard.