Every Babysitter We Hired Quit Without a Word—So My Husband Put on a Wig, Applied for the Job, and Uncovered the Truth

not that we knew.

“What did she do?” Ben asked.

“She came every afternoon.”

“That’s impossible,” I said. “The cameras would have recorded her.”

“She knew where they were.”

Carla explained that Diane entered through the side door, stayed close to the blind spots near the laundry room, and asked each nanny to join her in the guest bedroom, the only room without continue reading …