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Her, not Liam, which is why this search still didn’t make any sense. Courts didn’t approve search warrants just to shakepeople up. Judges needed probable cause, which meant something Gabby didn’t know about touched off this sudden need to poke around Liam’s life.
But she couldn’t shake the conclusion that all of this circled back to Baines and his death. Gabby didn’t see the connection, but she glanced around, analyzing what the team picked up and placed in bags and boxes to try to get a clue. “Are you saying those incidents are related?”
“I’m saying no matter where there’s trouble lately, you show up.”
Gabby snorted at that. “I was thinking the same thing about you.”
A younger man came down the stairs holding an evidence bag. “Detective Schone? We found this.”
“What is that?” Gabby could make out a bottle and a needle but not the label. While she didn’t know every part of Liam’s private life, she didn’t remember any health issues or medicine. She’d been staying at his place for three days and hadn’t seen him take a single pill.
“This?” The detective’s smile grew wider. “This is a very big problem for your brother-in-law.”
Chapter Fifty-One
Gabby
“What the hell is going on?” Liam stood in the doorway, overlooking the carnage of what once was his pristine family room. He held a duffel bag and his keys as two officers took positions on either side of him.
Battling sensations of relief and sympathy warred in Gabby. She wanted to say something smart. Something that would ease the tension. Nothing came to her. After a few seconds of collective staring, she forced a few words out. “Thank God you’re here.”
“You’re back from New York,” the detective said. “I’m going to need to ask you a few questions about your trip.”
“Answer mine first.” He took a step forward, but one of the officers held him back.
The detective waved the man off. “It’s fine. Mr. Fielding can come in... for now. But take the bag.”
Liam stood there as the police stripped the duffel off his shoulder and motioned for him to go farther into the room.
“We’re going to need your car keys. Your vehicle is covered by the search warrant,” the detective added.
The situation worsened with every word. Gabby struggled to keep from retching. Anger. Full-fledged rage. That was the only way to survive the constant spinning: to focus all her energy into rugged indignation. “Stop treating him like he’s a criminal.”
“He’s being treated like anyone else would be in this situation.” The detective motioned for the officers to keep searching.
“I’m here now. What is this about?” Liam stopped scanning the room and stared at the plastic bag in the detective’s hand. “What are you holding?”
“Methohexital.”
Liam shrugged. “Okay. And?”
“A sedative.”
Confusion flooded Liam’s face. “Where did you get it?”
“I was going to ask you the same thing,” the detective said.
Gabby wanted to jump in, to use that expensive legal education to save or at least protect Liam, but the fuzziness in her brain refused to clear. Sedatives. Searches. She hated that her secrets had ripped her family apart, but now she wondered about what Liam had been hiding.
“The sedative isn’t mine.” Liam stepped back as if standing too close to the bag might incriminate him. “I take a vitamin and a pill for high cholesterol. That’s it. No other medicine.”
The detective made a humming sound. “That’s an interesting response.”
“Why?” Anxiety churned inside Gabby. She had to bite backall the words floating through her brain. Babble could only cause trouble here.
But the detective kept talking directly to Liam. “We found the bottle and syringe in your bathroom upstairs.”
His bedroom... but drugs? Gabby couldn’t make those pieces fit together no matter how many times she pulled them apart and tried to make them fit together again.
