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Myen stayed quiet.
I felt more than heard someone come up behind me, but they stayed far enough back that they didn’t interrupt my own interrogation.
“What did you give him drug-wise to get him to fall into line with you?” I asked. “Most sane individuals don’t go around killing someone because their wife tells them to.”
Myen stiffened.
“Roofies?” I asked.
She looked at me then.
Bingo.
“Let me guess,” I said. “When you went home for your visit last year, you got prescribed Rohypnol. Then you kept it for when you’d need him to do your bidding?”
Myen looked murderous.
“Roofies are known to have side effects like sedation, dizziness, memory problems, headaches, nightmares, tremors, severe confusion, impaired reaction time, slurred speech. But nobody would notice those things but you, right? I mean, you were the only one with him at the time. And he can’t remember why exactly he did it, only that you wanted him to, so he did. Though he wasn’t supposed to remember that, was he? My guess, that prescription that was meant for you wasn’t quite strong enough.”
I sensed the person behind me leave.
“I just wanted to let you know that you won’t get away with whatever it is that you’re trying to get away with,” I said. “I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make your life miserable.”
Myen gritted her teeth.
“You’re a certified genius,” I said as my parting comment. “But even geniuses can be stupid.”
When I went back to the interrogation room, I heard the conversation before I arrived to see the questions being asked.
“…small white pills?” Sunny asked.
“No,” he shook his head. “What she gave me for my headaches were dull-green caplets.”
“Roofies are now green,” I heard someone say behind me. “They changed the look of the medication in 1997 amid concerns for sexual assault cases.”
Bingo.
I left, heading straight to the hospital.
Today was moving day.
According to the doctor, Kobe was well enough to go home.
Only when I got there, he wasn’t there.
I frowned hard and pulled up the app on my phone that let me track his, finding him not at the hospital at all but already at home.
I rolled my eyes.
“You couldn’t wait a single hour, Kobe Sano?” I snorted.
When I arrived home, it was to find nobody there but JP and Kobe.
JP was fluffing the pillows on the couch that Kobe was sitting on and tittering on and on about being an excellent nurse because she brushed up on her “CNA skills.” “I’m practically a certified nursing assistant at this point. I could go right now and take the test and pass it.”
“Well, I appreciate you taking the time to look into this,” Kobe said with humor filling his voice. “Where is your mother?”
“I’m here,” I said from my lean against the doorway. “How did you get home?”
