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She glanced at her lawyer in a panic, and then screamed, “No comment!”
“Did you and your husband conspire to kidnap Wolfgang Outen’s baby?”
“No comment!” Leigh said.
Louis kept raising the tone of his voice. “Did you and your husband traffic Mr. Outen’s daughter? Did you pay someone to abandon her to her fate in another state?”
“No comment!” Leigh said.
“How many people did you and your husband buy off to help make this happen?”
“No comment!” Leigh said.
Louis gathered up the photos and the papers and put them back in the file.
“Leigh Bullock, did you knowingly, and with malicious intent, deprive Wolfgang Outen of his rights as a father and, purposefully and with malicious intent, conspire to abandon your own grandchild to her death out of hate for the man she belonged to?”
She slapped her hands flat on the table, then screamed, “NO COMMENT!”
Louis glanced at the lawyer, waiting.
He didn’t seem to have a comment, either.
“Leigh Bullock, you are being arrested and booked in a women’s holding facility on suspicion of human trafficking for selling a baby, abandonment of a baby, abetting the kidnapping and fraud against the child’s father, and that’s for starters. You will be held for the duration of the time in which it takes to have your DNA sampled.And if it comes back as a match to the woman we know now as Amalie Lincoln, you will be charged for the aforementioned crimes, and more if the need arises. This session is over.” He turned off the recorder and pointed at the officer standing by the door.
“Officer, would you please take Mrs. Bullock to booking?”
“You can’t do this to me!”
She was still screaming as the detectives turned back to the lawyer. “Mr. Faraday, do you have an issue representing both parties in this case?”
Lash Faraday was conflicted. Legally, he could do so. Technically, it would be a nightmare.
“While I’m not in favor, I don’t have a personal issue with it. What I will do is assure you that I will not divulge to either client what the other has said or done during interrogations. If they object, then one or both of them may choose to replace me.”
“Fair enough,” Louis said. “Follow us, please. Same rules. Same routine. You’ll have some time to confer with Mr. Bullock, and then we’ll join you.”
They walked two doors down to where Bullock was being held and let Faraday in.
Carter stood. “It’s about damn time!”
Louis closed the door, then glanced at his watch. “It’s late. We’ve missed dinner. I’ll pony up for coffees if you’ll get some chips or something.”
“Deal,” Amos said.
They returned later, refueled and ready. They’dalready faced the lesser of two evils. Now it was time to meet the monster.
“Let’s do this,” Amos said.
They entered the room and walked toward the table in tandem, pulled their chairs out at the same time, knowing the screeching sound they’d make on the floor, and then sat.
Carter was quiet. He was pissed Faraday refused to pass on Leigh’s comments, but with Benton Warwick out of the picture, he was forced to play ball. He knew the accusations against him. He knew who’d made them. But he had no idea of the avalanche of evidence they had until they began.
He was holding it together with his usual aplomb, having an answer for everything and giving them with assurance. He didn’t flinch. He didn’t waver, and for a man who was contemplating murder, he was hiding it well.
And then they pulled out the marriage license and asked for verification that was his signature. Then they pulled out the pictures, and like Leigh, he fell for the one with Amalie and Wolf, and then choked on his own spit when he realized it was not his daughter’s face he was looking at, but her baby fully grown—the one he threw away.
Then they pulled out the copy of the note tucked into the baby’s blanket, and he felt the blood rushing from his face. His words. In his handwriting.
