The Day I Dropped My Husband at the Airport, My Eight-Year-Old Daughter Warned Me Not to Go Home. Minutes Later, I Saw Why.
“Three weeks ago.
He filled most of the application himself and told me we should protect Lily.”
“Do you have the final signed copy?”
“Yes.
I saved it in our shared files.”
Navarro asked permission to make a copy for the investigation.
We discussed the texts I had captured and the timeline from airport departure to the arrival of police.
She reminded me not to delete messages even if they frightened or angered me.