Addie considered that, and she could see Shane’s point. That would eliminate possible threats if the two were indeed trying to get Yvette’s money. But Shane could have also wanted Yvette to cut them out of the will so he could inherit it all.
“Any ideas where would Yvette be hiding out right now?” Judson asked.
“She usually just talked about her children and husband, but she did mention a fishing cabin that Trevor owns.”
That was the place where Trevor had claimed to be during the twins’ abduction. Addie knew from the updates she’d read that the cabin had already been searched, and there’d been no sign of Yvette.
“Anywhere else?” Judson asked when once again the woman fell silent.
“No. I’m sorry. Like I said, Yvette kept the conversation on her kids and what she’d gone through with CPS. I can’t imagine she’d go anywhere without telling Shane, though. Yvette seemed very devoted to him.”
Well, if Yvette had told Shane, he wasn’t volunteering the info. Hopefully, though, that might change since both Jennifer and Shane could still be in interviews at the police station in Renegade Canyon.
“Is that it?” Judson asked. “You’ve got nothing else to tell us about Yvette or her husband and kids?”
More silence followed. “Nothing more about Yvette and Shane,” Rowena finally said. “But I want to talk to Addie. Just give me five minutes so I can say my piece,” she added in a plea.
That snapped Addie out of her thoughts about the investigation and gave her a cold, hard reminder of where she was. The anger came. Mercy, did it, and she had to clench her fists to stop herself from storming across the room and ripping up that photo of her.
But even that would be giving Rowena the attention that Addie didn’t want her to have. In fact, she wanted to give this woman exactly what she deserved.
Which was nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
Without even sparing Rowena a glance, Addie turned and walked out.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Judson didn’t say goodbye to Rowena or thank her for talking to them. He was still way past being riled that the woman had forced Addie to go through this to give them those scraps of info. As far as he was concerned, those scraps had come at too high a price for Addie, and Rowena had put Addie through hell and back, all so she could see her.
Livvy and he followed Addie out of the room with Rowena calling out, “Addie. Just forgive me before it’s too late.”
Addie didn’t respond. She just kept walking and only paused for them to catch up when she made it to the front door. Judson didn’t linger. It was obvious that Addie needed to get the heck out of there now, so he scanned the parking lot of any signs of a threat. When he didn’t see one, he hurried Addie out of the building and got her into the cruiser.
“Give me a second,” she muttered while she gulped in some long, deep breaths. She was clearly trying to steady herself.
“Take all the time you need,” he assured her.
Judson didn’t touch her. Didn’t pull her into his arms to try to comfort her—something he truly wanted to do. But he figured there was nothing he could say or do right now that would make this easier. So, he just sat quietly and waited her out.
Addie didn’t cry, but she did mutter some ripe profanity under her breath. She also groaned and squeezed her eyes shut.
His phone sounded with a text, and he saw the message from Livvy pop up on the dash screen.On the drive back, I’ll put more pressure on Yvette’s lawyer to give a copy of her latest will.
Good. Judson sent her a thumbs-up emoji. Seeing the will would confirm if Yvette had indeed written her daughter and husband, Trevor, out of it. Of course, that didn’t prove squat. Even if Yvette had basically disowned Trevor and Jennifer, they might not have even known about it. The will wouldn’t necessarily be motive for drugging Yvette and pushing her to become mentally unstable.
But Yvette might not be the unstable one.
Jennifer could be, and while he hated to believe anything Rowena had just told them, he had to at least consider that Jennifer had indeed blamed Yvette for the miscarriage and that everything that’d happened in the past twenty-four hours had been orchestrated to get back at Yvette.
He considered texting Eden and Rory to find out if they’d learned anything in their interviews with Yvette’s kids, but he dismissed that. If there was anything relevant, it’d soon be coming in a report. Something he’d need to do as well to fill Grace and the others in on the conversation with Rowena.
“You might think I should have just said I forgive her,” Addie said, her voice cutting through his thoughts.
“I don’t think that at all,” he was quick to say. “Today proved that she’s manipulative and self-centered. It was all about what she wanted, and she had no consideration for what a visit would put you through.”
He saw some of the tension fade from her shoulders and face. “Thank you for that.”
