“Listen to me, Cam. If you ever want to see your family again, I’d advise you not to listen to your wife. Get over here, now. Bring me my money. You have three minutes.”

His lip is curled up on one side, his face red and ugly, splotchy in the high-definition, full-color camera, but it’s not his face I’m looking at.

It’s Beatrix’s.

Over Sebastian’s shoulder I take in my daughter’s cool stare, her clamped down jaw, the look of calm determination. It’s a look anybody else might mistake for boredom, but not me. I know Beatrix too well. This is the expression she gets when she’s steeling herself, gathering up all her courage, right before she walks onto an orchestra stage.

With both hands, she shoves her body to the edge of the oversize chair and pushes to a shaky stand. Feet planted to the carpet in front of her chair. She looks at her mother on the chair next to her. At Sebastian, still spitting mad, screaming into the speaker. At the side table, and a black smudge that looks just like—

“No.”

With helpless horror, I watch my daughter pick up the gun.

T H E   I N T E R V I E W

Juanita: In the months since the home invasion, your daughter, Beatrix, has become an internet sensation. That still shot from the nanny cam footage of her sneaking out of the playroom made the cover of the New York Times, and there are Facebook groups and fan pages and hundreds of GIFs and memes dedicated to her bravery and daring. There are Hollywood producers competing to tell her story, even talk of putting her face on a cereal box. That must feel...

Cam: Strange. Surreal. Bizarre. All of the above.

Juanita: I’d imagine it’s also a big invasion of privacy.

Cam: I’ll say. You people are pretty relentless.

Juanita: I agree the media can be tenacious, but that’s because this story is one that holds widespread appeal. A celebrity chef, a brave little girl who also happens to be a violin virtuoso, a masked and armed man who targeted you and your family, a shooting captured on camera—

Cam: A villain who’s only out for money.

Juanita: Are we talking about him or you?

Cam: [shrugs] Up to your viewers to decide, though pretty sure I know which side of the equation they’ll fall on.

Juanita: That moment when Beatrix picked up the gun, you were watching on your cell phone. You saw your daughter pick up a deadly weapon, and there was literally nothing you could do to stop it. I can’t imagine what that must have been like.