Chapter 181
~ Navine ~
The police officers had worked on Yvonne for what felt like an eternity. Using every negotiation tactic. Every psychological pressure point. Every legal threat they could muster.
But Yvonne had been unmoved. Completely resistant to threats of prosecution or promises of leniency.
She'd sat there in Jackson's bedroom with her arms crossed, looking bored while Hailey's life hung in the balance.
Finally, they'd been forced to offer what she actually wanted.
"What's your price?" the lead detective had asked, her voice tight with controlled fury. "What will it take for you to tell us where Marcus is holding Hailey?"
Yvonne had smiled. That calculating, manipulative smile that I'd come to despise.
"I want compensation," she'd said simply.
"Financial compensation?"
