My phone rang.
It was the hospital.
The nurse identified herself and asked whether I was somewhere private.
I told her a detective was standing beside me and put the call on speaker.
“Rachel’s toxicology results are back,” she said.
“We detected a prescription sedative in her blood.
The concentration was high enough to impair coordination and judgment, but not high enough to render her immediately unconscious.
Combined with heat exposure, it could have been fatal.”
I looked toward the empty electrolyte bottle visible on the paused recording.
Detective Chen looked at Evelyn.
“Do you have the spare key fob?”
“Of course not.”
“Then you will not object to a search.”
Evelyn’s right hand moved instinctively toward her coat pocket.
That was enough.
Detective Chen instructed her to remain still.
A uniformed officer retrieved the key fob from the pocket, sealed it in an evidence bag, and then found Rachel’s phone inside Evelyn’s purse.
