Once Henry Hartwell had the camera set up, Claire Sinclair began the interview.
"Sheila Judd, do you hate your sister?"
"Hah..." Sheila Judd scoffed, spitting on the floor.
Good thing Claire Sinclair was in the interrogation room, or that glob of spit would have surely landed on her.
"Who the hell are you? Why should I answer you?"
"I'm your mommy," Claire Sinclair said with a humorless smile.
"You're sick..." Sheila Judd cursed, then said nothing more.
Claire Sinclair continued, "I've looked through the private photo album on your sister's social media page and downloaded a few pictures."
As she spoke, she pulled several photos from a file folder and showed them to Sheila Judd one by one.
They were all photos of Yvonne Judd and Sheila Judd together, looking close. In every picture, the two girls were smiling happily, their eyes pure and free of any guile.
