Angrier.
Not sorry.
Never sorry.
“I want my personal property released,” she said.
Detective Harris leaned back.
“You are not bargaining with a yard sale.”
“I have information.”
“Then give it.”
“My daughter made most of the fake messages.”
“Most?”
Eleanor’s lips pressed together.
“There was another account.”
Captain Ruiz spoke then.
“What account?”
Eleanor looked at her.
“You military people think your systems are so clean.”
Ruiz did not blink.
“What account, Mrs. Hayes?”
Eleanor looked down at her hands.
“A man contacted Audrey. Said he served with Lucas. Said he knew how hard deployments were on marriages. Said Sophia was probably unstable.”
Naomi paused the recording there when she showed me.
“Do you recognize that?”
“No.”
She resumed.
Detective Harris asked, “Name?”
Eleanor shrugged.
“He used Ryan at first. Maybe Bryan. Audrey handled him.”
“Handled him how?”
