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“Yes,” I replied. “I found thedeceased.”
“Do you have any idea who it is?”
I hesitated.
Noah noticed. “Charlotte. If you know, you have to tell me.”
“Declan Tierney.” I swallowed. “Owns a construction company. We had a… discussion… in the bar last night.”
“Discussion?”
“He tried to buy the bed and breakfast, and I told him where to shove it.”
Noah paused, scribbled on his notepad, then flicked it shut and put it back into the inside pocket of his blazer. “Wait here.”
That wasn’t good.
I was smart enough to know that I was in big, big trouble.
Noah marched over to a group of officers, spoke to someone else, nodded, then came back to me. “I need to take you in for questioning. I was hoping to avoid it, but…”
“Are you questioning me as a suspect?”
“I have no choice but to get this on record.”
I pressed my lips together. “Then I want a lawyer. I’m not saying anything until I get one.”
He sighed but bobbed his head in agreement all the same. “Of course. You’re entitled to one.”
“Wait—are you arresting me?”
“No.”
“So, I can call my dad to get me one instead of whatever hack you’ll assign me?”
He grimaced, looking down. “Do it in the fucking car and don’t tell anyone I said yes.”
“My phone and keys are in there. I assume I’m not allowed to get them.” I pointed over my shoulder at the open annexe door.
“You can get them. Like I said, I’m not arresting you, but you will have to check them at the front desk when we get to the station.”
“Not arresting meyet, more like,” I muttered, getting up.
I swore he cracked a smile, but I pushed that thought away so I could get my phone and keys. Keys from the counter, phone from the floor. Thankfully my phone wasn’t cracked or broken at all, and I kept both in my hands as I stepped outside and closed the door behind me.
“I won’t lock it,” I said, walking down the stairs to be level with Noah. “I can’t believeyou’rethe one taking me in for questioning.”
He eyed me as he opened the back door of his police car and ushered me in with a twinkle in his eye. “Believe me, I’m not exactly enjoying this.”
“Then stop looking like you are,” I snapped, turning away when he slammed the door shut.
I put on my seatbelt and studiously looked out of the window. A tent had been set up outside, and police cars and vans swarmed the entire property. They were turning the lawn into a bigger mess than it already was, and I wasn’t looking forwards to seeing the state they’d leave it in.
If I got to see it.
For all I knew, I wasn’t getting out of that police station tonight.
This interview room was miserable.
