"Clyde, have you ever had any dealings with Talbot? What do you know?" I prodded, hoping to see if Clyde would be upfront with me.
Merritt mentioned Clyde has been investigating for years, and Kayla said the same thing. So, had he come up empty-handed?
Why did he harbor such hatred toward Talbot if he hadn't uncovered anything? I guessed Clyde might have found some clues, but not enough to press charges.
Maybe he didn't want to worry me, so he kept it to himself.
Clyde helped me lie down, his face expressionless. "Talbot didn't show up for our wedding, hardly cares about you, and suddenly, he's here? He must have an ulterior motive. We haven't been in touch for years and don't need to start now. He's manipulative."
Clyde just told me to rest up, dodging the subject.
Whenever I tried to ask anything more, he'd skillfully change the topic. "The police found your necklace at the scene. The diamond should be fine. I'll get you a new chain. After all, we can't lose that necklace. It was my gift to you."
"Or was it your way of keeping tabs on me?" I tilted my head to look at him, feeling mixed emotions. I hated being monitored, even if it was by Clyde. But without his necklace, it might have taken much longer to find me.
Who knows, when he found me, would I have been dead or suffered another breakdown?
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