know Cameron was the killer, and maybe he acted alone. But it seems to me he had some help and at first I thought it was his twin. Colt. What better alibi? But then I discovered that your father’s corporation, under the guise of several different companies, bought out the old fertility clinic. And guess whose name is all over the documents?”
Judd didn’t flinch. “We buy a lot of companies. Especially small medical facilities.”
Pescoli leaned back in her chair. “You want to tell us just what your relationship was with your brother, Cameron?”
“My brother was crazy.”
“And one sister was mentally challenged, another bipolar. Huh. Looks like mental problems aren’t just limited to the women your father sired. I think it only makes sense that Cameron had someone helping him along, giving him a little mental. . ‘shove’ you might say.”
“You’re the one who’s out of her mind, detective!” Judd’s face flushed red, his one hand clenched into a fist.” He kicked out his chair and walked to the door. “This interview is over!”
“We’ll be seeing you, Mr. Johnson,” Pescoli said.
“The hell you will!” He slammed out of the room and Gerald, looking deeply concerned, followed a few moments later, with Clarissa taking up the rear.
When they were alone Pescoli turned to Alvarez and said, “Well?”
Alvarez half smiled. “Well. We’re going to nail him, aren’t we?”
“Count on it.”
They walked out of the room together and Alvarez glanced up at Pescoli as they reached the hallway. “Another Merry Christmas, partner.”
“Another Merry Christmas.”
