The video started. Its timestamp showed it was recorded two minutes before the baby fell. The father, Mark Peterson, was at the window, looking down at the street. “He’s there,” he said, clearly referring to me. “Same time as always.”
The mother, Carol, joined him. “You’re sure he walks directly under this window?” She then picked up the baby. “And you’re absolutely sure we can sue?”
“The lawyer said as long as there’s an injury, we can make millions. We’re drowning in debt, Carol. This is our only way out.”
Carol held the baby near the open window. “Remember the story,” she coached. “The baby climbed out of his crib and fell. He just happened to be walking by and caught him. Perfect.” She peered down again. “He’s right below us now.”
Then, with a chillingly casual movement, she dropped the baby.
The video continued. They watched from the window for a few agonizing seconds. “Oh my God, he caught him!” Mark exclaimed.
