Nineteen Thousand Dollars, a Forged Signature, and a Flight to the Dominican Republic

“Where does the camera point?” Rebecca asked.

“It covers my front porch, my driveway, and your whole front yard,” Evelyn said.

She sat down in the padded desk chair and clicked the mouse twice to wake up the screen.

“Does it save the footage automatically?” I asked.

“It keeps every recording on a box under the desk for thirty days,” Evelyn said.

She reached down and tapped the metal side of a black hard drive.

“My son showed me how to open the daily folders.”