Aisha was bewildered. “Security cameras?”“Yes,” Elena continued, looking slightly embarrassed. “We have cameras in nearly every room for insurance reasons. They’re not usually monitored unless there’s an incident.”Aisha’s pulse quickened. “And?”

Elena hesitated, glancing back toward the mansion as if gathering courage. “I wanted to see for myself. And I did.”Inside, a large screen displayed the footage. Aisha could see herself moving through the rooms, meticulously cleaning, touching nothing she shouldn’t. And then, clear as day, the camera in the office revealed Margaret entering the room, glancing around furtively before slipping the envelope into her own pocket.