He tapped his fingertip against his palm.
“Sometimes the back comes off.”
I felt my pulse quicken.
“Jamie, are you saying that object came from a camera?”
“I think so.”
Allison leaned forward.
“Do you know where a camera like that might be?”
Jamie pointed toward me.
“Daniel’s house.”
My stomach twisted.
“We don’t have a camera in Sophie’s room.”
Jamie shook his head.
“Yes, you do.”
I blinked.
“No, Jamie. We have a baby monitor.”
He looked frustrated.
“Not that one.”
Then he said something so strange I thought I had misunderstood.
“The one Claire hides in the teddy bear.”
## THE TEDDY BEAR WITH GLASS EYES
When the hospital allowed us to go home the following afternoon, I was terrified.
Not of Jamie.
Not anymore.
I was terrified of what I might find.
Sophie was improving, but the doctors wanted us to watch her closely and return immediately if her condition changed.
