“Right. Just tell me about what you saw when you walked into the hotel room,” the detective said tiredly with a yawn.
“We keeping you from something you’d rather do?” Cash asked sharply.
The detective glared at him. “I’m here doing my job. I’ve just been up all night.”
“So have we,” Ralen told him with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Everyone’s temper is . . . frayed, I guess you could say. So let’s get on with things.”
The detective nodded. Cash told them everything, with Ralen adding a few things.
“And Addie, do you have anything else to add?” the detective asked, not unkindly.
She shook her head.
“No? Any thoughts on who could have threatened you guys? On who the threat might be aimed at?”
Addie shook her head again.
Her best guess was Vextar, like everybody else, but she knew her sisters would’ve said that.
There wasn’t really anything she could add to all of this. She wasn’t even certain why she was being interviewed.
“Are there any other things you’ve left out that you need to tell me?” There was a shrewd look in the detective’s eyes, almost as though he knew something else was going on, something that they were keeping from him.
But Addie just shook her head again.
The detective sighed and nodded. “Right. Well, we’ll try to get footage from the hotel security without going to a judge, but we’ll see how that goes. Then we might be able to spot who it was that broke into the hotel room. Well, not broke in, since theyhad a card. I’ve told your sister to be more careful about that. I might be tired, but I can assure you that I’m taking this threat seriously. Even if you are leaving, you should still be vigilant when you’re back home. And I’ll alert someone at the Las Vegas Police Department about all of this.”
Right. She was sure that the Las Vegas Police Department had a lot of manpower to dedicate to some threat left on a mirror in a hotel room in Billings, Montana, but she simply nodded.
After he left, Cash turned to her, “You did a good job, Addie.”
Sure she had. She hadn’t done anything at all.
Useless as always.
25
Cash didn’t like this at all.
He clenched his hands around the steering wheel as he drove toward the airport. Ralen was sitting beside him. Addie and her two sisters were riding with Butch who was ahead of them.
He didn’t like this.
Addie should be in the truck with the two of them. Not with fucking Butch. How could he trust Butch to take care of her?
Ralen sighed and stared over at him. “What’s the matter?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re sighing as much as an eighteenth century dowager clutching her pearls.”
“Really? That’s the comparison you came up with?”
“Hey, if the shoe fits.”
“That doesn’t mean you have to wear it,” Cash told him. “And I seriously can’t believe you watched every episode of Bridgerton.”
“You really don’t know me at all.”
