“Ma’am, our earliest slot is next week—”
“No,” I interrupted, my voice breaking. “Someone’s planning to break into my home. I need those cameras now.”
The urgency in my tone must have struck a chord because the receptionist softened her voice. “Let me see what I can do. Can you hold for a moment?” After what felt like an eternity, she returned with good news. “We had a cancellation. Our team can be there in two hours.”
The security team arrived, and I paced the house as they installed cameras. Every passing car, every dog walker suddenly seemed suspicious. Just as they were finishing, Leona pulled into my driveway, her expression grim.
“Nora, we need to talk inside,” she said. I sent the kids to their rooms before sitting down with her.
“The lab results are in,” she said. “That liquid you found? It’s a powerful corrosive, often used to weaken locks.”
My heart sank. “So, it’s true. They were planning to break in.”
“It appears so,” Leona confirmed. “But you’ve taken the right steps. We’re increasing patrols, and your security system is in place.”
At that moment, I spotted Ravi arriving at a neighbor’s house.
“He’s here,” I said, moving to the window.
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