I pulled out my phone and showed Detective Rivera the videos I had recorded.
“I installed cameras in my house because I was suspicious about their relationship.”
The detective watched the footage of Marcus and Sophia planning my murder, her eyes getting wider with each minute.
“Mrs. Martinez, this changes everything. Your husband and sister were planning to kill you.”
“I can’t believe it,” I said, starting to cry real tears for the first time since this whole nightmare began. “My own sister and my husband wanted me dead.”
Detective Rivera stood up quickly.
“We need to find Sophia immediately. Do you know where she might be?”
I gave them Sophia’s address, her work information, and her phone number.
Within two hours, they had arrested her at Chicago O’Hare airport.
She was trying to board a flight to Mexico with a fake passport and $50,000 in cash that she had stolen from my business accounts.
