Page 88 of Daddy's Trust
“I would like to know why this didn’t get reported until hours after you’d been to the hotel,” the detective said.
Cash shrugged. “We were busy.”
“Busy doing what?” the detective asked as Ink walked into the room.
“Trying to find us,” Dotty said with a smile. “Only we’d been arrested by some of your fellow police officers and stuck in jail like we’re common criminals, right, Monroe?”
“I was so stressed that I bit off two of my fingernails,” Monroe said, holding two fingers up. Both of them were her middle fingers. Her naughty fingers. Addie wasn’t sure if she actually meant to do that, or if it was just a coincidence that those were the fingernails she’d chewed.
Addie had to choke down a surprised giggle, and she noticed that Cash seemed to be biting back a smile. Even Butch snorted. Which was a big show of amusement from him.
The police detective sighed. Unfortunately, Ink’s contact at the police station was out of town, so they’d ended up with this guy, who seemed a bit arrogant.
“Well, Addie won’t talk to you,” Dotty told him. “So you can just leave her off your list. She was with Ralen and Cash at the time anyway, so they saw everything she did.”
“What do you mean she won’t talk to me?” he asked.
“Addie doesn’t talk to people who scare her,” Dotty told him. “You’re scaring her.”
The police detective actually looked shocked at that and turned to Addie. His face seemed to soften a little bit, and he sighed. “Can she write stuff down?”
“You can talk to her,” Cash told him. “Just because she might not reply verbally, doesn’t mean she doesn’t comprehend what you’re saying. She’s not stupid.” There was anger in Cash’s voice, and she turned to look up at him in surprise.
She couldn’t remember the last time someone had defended her like that. Well, except for her sisters.
“Right, sure,” the detective said. She was starting to feel a bit sorry for him, if she was honest. “Addie, can you write down your answers for me?”
Addie nodded.
“Good. Right. Monroe, you’re next.”
Monroe got to her feet and started towards the door. She walked as though she was moving towards her execution.
It had been a really long twenty-four hours. In fact, everything had started to go wrong well before that. But these past twenty-four hours have been the worst.
And Monroe was no closer to figuring out where Vextar had gone, not that they really wanted to find him now. It certainly seemed like he didn’t want them to either.
Dotty followed after Monroe.
“It’s not necessary for you to come as well,” the detective told her.
“Yes, it is. As well as being Monroe’s sister, I’m also her lawyer.”
“She’s not under arrest. I’m just taking a statement from her.”
“She still wants me with her, don’t you, Monroe?” Dotty said.
“Yep,” Monroe said.
The three of them had an unspoken rule that even if they didn’t agree with the other sister publicly, they’d never let on. They always stuck together.
Not that she thought Monroe wouldn’t want Dotty sitting in. There was no one better to have on your side than Dotty. That’s how she’d become such a successful lawyer. Because she fought for her clients like they were family.
Butch got up and followed them out as well. The detective gave him a long-suffering look. “Why are you coming?”
“Bodyguard.”
The detective gave him a look of surprise. “Bodyguard? You really think she needs that?”
