Every morning, the nursery camera signal dropped while my mother cared for my sick wife. Suspecting something, I hid a secondary camera in the room. When I checked the feed the next day, I saw my mother standing over my wife, holding a syringe, and whispering, “This is for your own good…”

purchased a secondary, covert camera—this one seamlessly integrated into the face of a standard digital alarm clock. It did not rely on our house Wi-Fi; it recorded directly onto an encrypted micro-SD card and broadcasted via an independent cellular signal straight to a hidden app on my phone.

Late that night, long after the house had surrendered to continue reading …