properly if she’s been cavorting with her boyfriend … Supposing one of the children woke and saw or heard them? I bet she tried to switch off the camera in the living room so we couldn’t see them. That would have triggered the email, wouldn’t it?’
‘Yes, good point,’ Russ agreed. ‘But try to calm down, Jules, there’s no real harm been done. She said the kids are fine and we don’t want a big fall out between our families.’
Julie stiffened. When it came to the children’s safety and wellbeing she couldn’t accept Russ’s platitudes. In other circumstances two teenagers canoodling on her sofa wouldn’t have caused her the same upset and indignation, but anything to do with the children was an entirely different matter. She’d have fought off a pack of hungry wolves to protect Jack and Phoebe, so strong was her in-built maternal instinct. And of course she also felt some responsibility for Sophie, who was only fourteen and her goddaughter.
Five minutes later they pulled onto their driveway and Russ cut the engine. Julie immediately threw open her car door. ‘Let me handle it,’ Russ said, touching her arm.
With her face set in reluctant compliance, she followed him to their front door and waited as he unlocked it, glancing up at the camera. If Sophie was looking at the monitor in the hall she’d be able to see them now. Russ opened the front door and she followed him in. The house was quiet as it should be. Sophie was in the living room sitting on the sofa with the television on low.
‘Hello,’ she said sweetly, standing as they entered. ‘Did you have a nice time?’
‘Yes, thank you,’ Russ said, looking around the room. There was no sign of the glass tumblers. Presumably she’d washed and dried them and returned them to the cupboard. ‘Was everything all right here?’
‘Yes. Perfectly.’ She picked up her phone ready to leave, apparently eager to go. ‘Will you be giving me a lift home or shall I call a cab?’
‘I’ll take you,’ Russ said.
Julie couldn’t contain her anger any longer. ‘Who was that lad you had here while we were out?’ she demanded.
‘Pardon?’ Sophie said indignantly. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ But her cheeks were already flushing red.
‘Don’t play the innocent with me,’ Julie flared. ‘You had your boyfriend here.’
‘No, I didn’t.’
‘Well, who was he then?’
‘Who?’
Sensing that Sophie was about to dig herself further into a hole with more lies, Russ stepped in. ‘Sophie, you’re not in any trouble but—’
‘Yes, she is,’ Julie put in.
‘Why? What are you accusing me of?’ Sophie hissed.
Julie pointed to the camera in the far corner of the room. ‘We saw you with your boyfriend in here.’
Sophie looked at the camera and then at them. ‘You’ve been watching me through that?’ she said astounded. ‘Spying on me!’
‘There! So we know you’re lying,’ Julie snapped.
‘No,’ Russ said touching his wife’s arm for her to calm down. ‘Not spying.’ It made them sound like voyeuristic perverts. ‘Sophie, we received an email alert saying there could be a problem with the security system so we viewed the images coming from the cameras on our phones. Not only the outside ones but the one in here too. Only for a couple of minutes.’
‘You can see all of this room?’ Sophie asked.
Russ nodded.
‘What about upstairs?’
‘There aren’t any cameras upstairs.’
‘Why do you want to know that?’ Julie demanded, but she’d already guessed. ‘You took him to our bedroom, didn’t you? You little cow. Wait till I tell your parents.’
‘No, don’t do that!’ Sophie cried, her eyes filling. ‘They’ll be furious with me.’
‘For good reason,’ Julie said. ‘Not only have you betrayed our trust but theirs too.’
‘I didn’t mean to,’ she cried. ‘I promise it won’t happen again.’
‘Too right it won’t!’ Julie fumed. ‘You won’t be babysitting for us again.’
Sophie’s tears fell.
‘All right, enough,’ Russ said stepping in. ‘I’ll take you home now.’
‘You won’t tell my parents, will you?’ Sophie asked Russ in a small, plaintive voice.
‘No, not tonight,’ he said. ‘But I think you need to talk to them.’ Then to Julie, ‘We’ll discuss this later when I get back. OK?’ He could see how wound up she was and knew she could easily phone Sophie’s parents – their long-time friends – and say something she might later regret.
Julie gave a curt nod and then, taking a twenty-pound note from her purse, thrust it at Sophie. ‘Here’s the money I owe you for tonight. Count yourself lucky I’m paying you after the way you’ve behaved.’ She turned and began towards the hall. ‘I’m going to check on the children.’
‘I’ll see you shortly then,’ Russ called after her, and led the way out to the car.
‘I’m sorry,’ Sophie said as they got in. ‘I really didn’t mean to upset you both, but please don’t tell Mum and Dad.’
‘I won’t. We all make mistakes. Jules was very worried about the children. You feel differently when you’re a parent.’
‘Thank you. Will you tell her how sorry I am?’
‘Yes, of course.’ Russ started the engine and pulled away. ‘Sophie, one thing I don’t understand is why we were sent the email alert in the first place. Do you have any idea?’ She shook her head. ‘We weren’t broken into and all the cameras are working so the only other reason I can think of is that the system was tampered with. Did you or your boyfriend touch the monitor or any of the cameras in any way? Please be honest, I’m not angry.’
‘No. Honestly. I didn’t even realize that camera in the living room was working. It wasn’t showing a picture on the screen in the hall.’
‘We only have the outside cameras showing on the monitor. So neither of you tried to switch if off?’
‘No.’
At home Julie had checked on the children – they were both sleeping peacefully – and was now downstairs viewing the recording on the monitor in the hall. She had all the camera images showing and the digital display at the bottom of the screen showed the date and time. She had rewound the tape to where Sophie had arrived to babysit at 6.50pm, and had watched her on the camera trained on their front door as she’d rung the bell and Julie had let her in. Then the camera in the living room showed the three of them talking although she couldn’t hear what they were saying as there was no sound,
