I tried not to laugh. That was the single most ridiculously sappy thing I’d ever heard come out of Aiden’s mouth. Not to mention it was complete bullshit. We’d known each other for more than five months before we got married and even then, we’d been through so much, it felt like a hell of a lot longer.
Reynolds looked between the two of us as though she wasn’t sure whether to believe us or not. It’s not like she could come out and accuse us of lying. She had no reason to suspect we weren’t telling the truth.
“I see. Well… I came here today specifically to ask you if you would allow us further access to your parent’s penthouse. I have a warrant, but we would much rather work with you to find the truth.”
I’d gone through my dad’s office with a fine toothcomb so I knew what was in there. I just wasn’t sure what the hell they were looking for.
“I don’t have a problem with that. May I see the warrant?”
The officer stepped forward, pulling some paperwork out of his vest and handing it to me. I gave it to Aiden since he probably understood it more than I would. He glanced over it. When he looked up, he gave me a nod.
“Shall I get you the keys?” I asked the detective.
“I would be most grateful.”
I stood up and went over to my desk, pulling out the top drawer. I’d been keeping them here because I didn’t want the reminder. There was no way I was going back there. Not after I’d dealt with the memories of what happened last time. It’d only bring me more misery. I no longer wanted to think about that night or what Aiden had done to my parents.
I brought the keys back over to the detective before sitting down next to Aiden again. He took my hand, lacing our fingers together. If he hadn’t been here when they showed up, I wasn’t sure what I would’ve done. It made me grateful he’d decided to say fuck you to our family and reveal the truth about our relationship. I was sick of the secrets too. All I wanted was normality. And I wanted Daniels Holdings gone. I was ready to wash my hands of it. I was done.
Reynolds stood up.
“Thank you for your time, Mr and Mrs Lockhart. I will keep you updated. In the meantime, if you think of anything that could help us in our investigations, this is my card. You can contact me at any time.”
She handed me a business card before giving us both a nod and striding out of the room with the police officer in tow.
I let out a long sigh of relief, staring down at the business card in my hands. Aiden took it from me and placed it on the coffee table before he turned my face towards him.
“I’m not sure she bought our story.”
“Neither am I. She was the one who questioned you that time.”
“Yeah… Don’t think she likes me.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“What gave you that idea?”
I knew very well. It was clear Detective Reynolds thought Aiden wasn’t an upstanding citizen. She’d be right on some level, but we weren’t about to tell her that.
“You know, she was just giving off that type of vibe.”
I smiled. Whilst I was glad that was over, it also brought up all sorts of further complications.
“The closer they get to the truth, the more concerned I get,” I admitted.
“Hey, they won’t find out, princess.”
“Do you think we should hand over what we know to them?”
He shook his head.
“No. We need to find out who has the girls first. We can’t make any moves against them until we know where they are. If they get tipped off, they’ll probably kill them and destroy the evidence. That’s the type of people they are. You know that.”
I looked at our joined hands, feeling a little sick at the thought. My family were capable of that. They didn’t care about the lives of those girls. Aiden was right. We needed to find them and make sure they were safe first. I couldn’t live with their deaths on my hands. I had to make sure we rescued them.
“Speaking of girls, how are Sophie and Cora?”
“Tina says they’re doing well. She doesn’t think she can leave them there alone for too long though. They seem very attached to her. I think this is good for her, you know. Looking after people is what she’s done her whole life.”