Yvette Yates looked hesitant and ashamed, her tone awkward as she finished her sentence.
The disdain she expected never came. Evan Keller's expression remained neutral as he continued his questioning. "So, to be clear, you didn't want us to go in because you thought your current boyfriend was inside at the time?
And due to... certain personal preferences, it would have been inconvenient?"
Yvette Yates looked embarrassed, but she nodded. After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a low voice, "Don't you... don't you think what I do is wrong?"
After all, her boyfriend's profession wasn't exactly respectable, and a lot of people were prejudiced against it.
Evan Keller wrote in his notepad without looking up. "That's your private business. As long as you're not breaking any laws and your safety and property aren't being compromised, the police won't stop you from doing whatever you want."
As for Yvette Yates's hobbies?
It really wasn't a big deal.
