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“He used to push her around a lot.” Ryder frowned at the recorder.
It wasn’t the first time he’d put his hands on her.”
While he was at work, she loaded up all our stuff and we left.”
“Denver. Mom bought a new car and we camped out in hotels for a while.”
“We came up here to look for Jackson. Mom was running out of money and thought he’d have some.”
“About fifty thousand dollars.”
Ryder’s shoulders curled in on themselves at my outburst. He looked over at me with guilty eyes.
“You need to tell me. Now,” I demanded. It was the sharpest tone I’d ever used with him.
“I . . . I took it.” “You took it?” Willa asked. “Why?”
His teary eyes found his backpack at his feet.
“It was just a little bit at a time,” he confessed. “I’d sneak it from her purse when she wasn’t looking
I wanted us to be out of money by the time we found Jackson.
I thought maybe it would make her want to stay here.”
Ryder hung his head. “I thought I’d get in trouble for stealing and they’d send me away.”
“Christopher was a bookie,” I told Betty. “And he kept a lot of cash around the house.
Mom decided to relieve him of some of that cash when she and Ryder left Vegas for Denver.”
Christopher had been skimming from his clients.
