“Why’s that?”
“Because, he is one pissed-off guy. Said he’s done with her. Done with her irresponsible behavior and what it was doing to him and their kids and he didn’t really give a s**t if she came back this time, pardon my French.”
His statement further stirred my suspicions. “So he doesn’t have any idea how she managed to remove the ankle monitor?”
“He says no. He told us he came home from work at the mine and the GPS monitor was in their bed under the covers.” A look of disgust etching his ruddy features, he growled, “She’d left those two little girls alone in the house and split.”
“I did a little research and I’m sure you already know it’s nearly impossible to remove those monitors.”
Marshall puffed out an extended sigh. “That’s true in most cases.”
“So how’d she do it?”
