"You call me a woman? Who do you think you're talking to?" Flying into a rage, Sally stepped forward, only to be pulled back by Samuel.
He half-guided, half-carried her toward the guest room. "Calm down. There's no need to start another fight."
I tuned out her muffled complaints, my gaze lifting to the security camera mounted on the ceiling.
From a drawer in the vanity, I pulled out a spare cell phone, plugged it in, and powered the device up.
Next, I logged back into the home security system's mobile app.
Samuel had always believed our home cameras were broken.
In reality, I had simply let the connected phone service lapse.
With the line reactivated, the surveillance system worked perfectly once again.
A faint red indicator light glowed steadily on the camera lens.
*****
Leaving
