The Unseen Eye Above
The Unseen Eye Above
The two large security guards stepped forward, reaching down to grab Elena by her arms to lift her from the floor. Victoria had a triumphant, smug smile stretching across her face as she watched the young maid get pulled upward. She held her husband's arm tightly, pretending to be deeply shaken by the terrifying ordeal of being robbed inside her own home. But Arthur did not look at his wife; his eyes were fixed on the high corner of the grand foyer ceiling.
Arthur: Wait. Release her for a moment.
Victoria: What do you mean wait, Arthur? The stolen goods are right here in her bag! You saw it with your own eyes!
Arthur: I trust my eyes, Victoria. But I trust my systems even more.
Arthur turned on his heel and walked toward the far wall of the living room area connected to the foyer. Mounted on the wall was a massive seventy-inch high-definition monitor that connected directly to the mansion's private security system. He pulled a sleek black remote control from his suit jacket pocket and pointed it directly at the digital display screen. The large television screen instantly flickered to life, showing nine different camera angles covering every single angle of the house.
Arthur: Wait! Rewind the security camera.
Victoria’s face suddenly drained of all its rich color as her smug smile vanished into thin air. She took a step back, her fingers tightening nervously around the maroon wallet she was still holding. She had completely forgotten that Arthur had upgraded the internal surveillance grid just two weeks prior, adding hidden wide-angle lenses to capture every corner of the ground floor. The high-definition playback reversed quickly, showing the staff members walking backward on the clear black-and-white screen.
Arthur pressed the play button once the video clip reached three minutes prior. The large screen clearly showed Victoria walking down the grand marble staircase in her maroon dress. On the high-resolution footage, everyone in the room watched as Victoria paused behind Elena. The camera caught the exact split second when Victoria's hand reached out, slid her leather wallet inside the front pocket of Elena's apron, and then pulled back before swinging her hand to slap the innocent young worker across the face.
Elena: Look... she put it there herself!
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Arthur: Be quiet, everyone.
The room fell into an even deeper, heavy silence as the playback continued running smoothly on the big screen. Arthur pressed another button to switch to the master bedroom corridor camera feed from earlier that morning. The video displayed Victoria opening the wall safe herself at seven in the morning, taking out the diamond necklace, and hiding it inside her own dress pocket before heading downstairs. The entire wicked plot was displayed in crystal clear detail for every single person in the room to witness.
