Mark: Are you okay, honey? Touch my hand. Are you in pain?
Claire: My belly... Mark, she was pressing down on my belly...
Mark: Shh, stay still. Don't move. I'm right here with you.
Chloe leaned against the baseboard, holding her bright red, swollen cheek in complete disbelief. Blood trickled from the corner of her lip onto her white silk blouse.
Chloe: You... you hit me! You laid your hands on me in this house!
Mark: You're lucky I didn't do worse to you, Chloe. Look at what you did to my wife!
Chloe: She's a faking liar! I told you, she started the fight! I was just defending myself!
Mark reached into his pocket and held up his phone screen directly in front of Chloe's tear-streaked face.
Mark: Do you see this notification, Chloe? Do you see what it says?
Chloe: What... what is that?
Mark: It's the high-definition security app. The moment any motion occurs in this hallway, it instantly streams crystal-clear video and audio directly to my encrypted private server.
Chloe's eyes went wide as the color completely drained from her face.
Chloe: No... that camera... you said the system was turned off for maintenance today!
Mark: I lied to you, Chloe. I knew you were sneaking around our property while I was at work, trying to find the family estate documents.
Claire: Mark... please... call the doctor...
Mark: I already pressed the emergency alert button on my phone, sweetheart. An ambulance and two police cruisers are three minutes away.
Chloe: Police?! Mark, you can't call the cops on your own sister-in-law!
Mark: You aren't my sister-in-law. You are a trespasser who just committed felony assault on a pregnant woman.
Chloe: It was an accident! I was just emotional! We can talk about this like family!
Mark: Family? You pulled her hair and screamed at her to give you a trust code!
Chloe: That money belongs to me! Our father was out of his mind when he signed that updated will last year!
Claire: Dad was completely sharp, Chloe! He knew you were stealing from his medical insurance fund!
Chloe: Shut up, Claire! You always were his favorite little angel!
Mark: GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
Mark stood up, stepping between Chloe and his trembling wife, his body tense and ready to attack if she made another move.
Chloe: I'm not leaving until I get what's mine! My lawyer will sue both of you for every penny you have!
Mark: Your lawyer is going to be very busy trying to keep you out of a state penitentiary, Chloe.
Chloe: You have no proof of anything!
Mark: I have seven minutes of continuous 4K video showing you physically assaulting my pregnant wife while trying to extort financial passcodes from her.
Chloe scrambled to her feet, her expensive black blazer disheveled and covered in dust from the floor. She grabbed her leather purse off the side table, her hands shaking violently.
Chloe: Delete that video, Mark! Delete it right now or I swear I'll destroy this family!
Mark: Touch that door handle, Chloe. Go ahead. The officers are turning into the driveway right now.
Outside the large double windows, bright red and blue emergency lights began flashing against the white walls of the hallway, accompanied by the low rumble of approaching sirens.
Claire: It's over, Chloe. You lost everything.