Free Mommy's Little Girl by Diane Fanning Page A

person who had an accident or . . . madea bad decision, and a person who’s just a cold-blooded monster? That’s telling me that you’re the second person. This cold-blooded monster . . .”
    â€œI’m not.”
    â€œ. . . who doesn’t care and doesn’t want to help because she’s afraid that something so heinous happened, that everyone’s gonna look at her and say, ‘She’s a monster—she deserves to go away—she deserves to never see the light of day—this bad thing should happen to her.’ I don’t want to believe that right now, but you’re not giving me a choice . . . We know that everything you told us is a lie. Tell us what happened to Caylee. Tell us what happened to Caylee.”
    â€œI dropped off Caylee. And that’s the last time that I’ve seen her. I dropped her off . . .”
    â€œWhere did you drop her off?”
    â€œI dropped her off at that apartment.”
    â€œNo, you didn’t.”
    â€œThat’s exactly where I dropped her off.”
    â€œNo, you didn’t. And who’d you drop her to?”
    â€œWith Zenaida.”
    â€œNo, you didn’t.”
    John Allen asked, “Zenaida give you any money that day?”
    â€œNo. I would not have sold my daughter. If I wanted to really just get rid of her, I would’ve left her with my parents and I would’ve left. I would’ve moved out. I would’ve given my mom custody.”
    Appie Wells had another question: “What about the baby’s dad’s parents? Would you have left her with them, too?”
    â€œI haven’t talked to them since we were probably six or seven years old—since we were little kids. That was probably the last time I saw . . .”
    â€œYou don’t have a phone . . . for ’em?”
    â€œNo I do not. I would not have let anything happen to my daughter—except I made the mistake of trusting another person with her. That’s it.”
    Melich told her about her mother’s constant calls to his cell phone and that her parents and all her friends know that she’s lied “completely and absolutely from the get-go.”
    Again, she insisted she was telling the truth.
    â€œYou could have called your mom five weeks ago,” Melich said.
    â€œI was scared.”
    â€œWhat does that mean?”
    â€œI saw my mom’s reaction right off the bat, and it would’ve been the same from the get-go.”
    â€œ. . . So, wait a minute. So you’re more afraid of your mom’s reaction than you are if you’ll ever see your daughter?”
    â€œNo. I’m absolutely petrified. Absolutely petrified. I know my mom will never forgive me. I’m never gonna forgive myself, because there’s that chance that I might not see Caylee again, and I don’t want to think about that.”
    Melich jumped on her again about bringing them to Universal Studios on a wild goose chase. “You brought us here ’cause she might be here?”
    â€œShe could be anywhere.”
    â€œBoy. That’s true, but why here? . . . Why would a person who has hid your daughter from you for five weeks . . . bring her to the building that you used to work at?”
    Melich waited for Casey’s response, but got nothing.
    â€œI mean, did you think we’d walk in here and she’d be sitting in the lobby or . . .”
    â€œNo,” Casey snapped.
    The three detectives reminded her of the evidence that proved that she was not telling the truth. In rebuttal, Casey said, “I will lie. I will steal. Or do whatever I can to find my daughter . . . I put that in my statement, and I mean that with all my heart.”
    â€œBut . . . we work off of the truth,” Appie Wells said.
    â€œI know that.”
    â€œAnd we want to find your daughter as much as