Camila put her on speaker.
“I’m inside the house,” Rosa said, breathless. “My aunt is here. We found the wardrobe. It’s still in the room because it was too heavy to move.”
The attorney stepped closer. “Ma’am, this is David Klein, counsel present at the prison. Do not touch anything with bare hands if you find it. Record video if possible.”
“I’m recording,” Rosa said. “We pulled out the drawer. There’s a panel. Wait… there’s a small hole. Camila, the key?”
Camila looked at the keychain in Emiliano’s hand.
“How do we get it there?” she whispered.
Emiliano turned the keychain over. “There’s a number on it.”
The attorney took a photo. “That may be a lock code or manufacturer number.”
Rosa’s voice came through again. “Hold on. My aunt has a box of old keys from the house. The previous owner left them. We’re trying them.”
