“I hope Lucas can clear me enough tonight to go home and sleep there,” Josh said. “I don’t even care if I have to wear an ankle monitor. Although I’m still annoyed at Lucas for believing I could kill Amber. That’ll be tough to forgive.”
“I know it will be. Lucas was walking a fine line, but I’m sure we can convince him that you’re not a flight risk,” Maya said, then gave him a little nudge with her elbow and a wink. “I can make sure you stay handcuffed and don’t go anywhere.”
Josh chuckled. “Maybe we keep that part to ourselves.”
They went back to the interrogation rooms where they found Pops, Lucas, and Elena standing outside.
“Any confessions yet?” Maya asked Lucas.
“If only it were that easy,” he answered, nodding at Miles sitting in the room they were looking into. “I mean, we have multiple suspects and between them all pages of charges from homicide to kidnapping to felony menacing and the list just keeps going on. But Josh’s pictures helped me. I’ll start with Miles and see if I can convince him to tell us the truth about his family.”
Lucas left and headed into the room.
Maya felt for Miles. He’d been living lies, and it was like he and his sister never had a chance. It didn’t matter who his parents were. Maya’s phone vibrated in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw a message from Payton.
I hope this helps. Here’s a list of all the donors to the senator’s campaign. I think you could have found that information too, so I hope at some point you tell me why you asked me to look into it.
Never in her life had Maya thought she’d cooperate with a reporter by writing a note asking her to find information pertaining to the case. As she read through the list, she smiled.
Thank you. I’ll fill you in later with what I can off the record. But thank you for this. It helps.
“Who’s that?” Josh asked.
“My reporter friend,” Maya said.
Josh grinned. “Your idea of handing the note in the envelope to her paid off. When I mentioned the media to Laura, her face went pale.”
“I’m glad. I did put a note in the envelope asking her to look into the senator’s campaign financing. I thought it was a long shot, but there could be a connection to the Dark Angels, maybe through some sort of third party. Look at this list and see what jumps out to you.”
Josh took her phone and read through it. Maya knew when he saw it.
“The diamond importers,” he said.
“Think about the amount of bling Laura wears. And Pops told me about the bracelet Arianna had. I remember Laura wearing that and when we went to talk to them, she wasn’t. I didn’t realize it at first. I think she and the senator have used the diamond importers as a front to pay the gang and help them launder money.”
“That will be a solid trail investigators can follow,” Josh said.
“It will be, and diamonds can be traced. My guess would be that the importers were trying to look legitimate, which means there should be some records. I think we have all the pieces, but still don’t know who actually killed Sydney.”
They turned and listened to Lucas questioning Miles.
“Tell me about the night your sister died,” Lucas said.
Miles rubbed his palms on his pants and appeared nervous. “Sydney had come for dinner. My parents were mad at her with everything she was doing. I was too.”
“I bet you were angry, and I know you followed her.”
“What? No.”
“You told us that earlier.”
“I was wrong.”
“Okay. I will need your statement,” Lucas said, pushing a piece of paper over to Miles. “Do you mind giving me one? Your version of the night Sydney died?”
“No.” Miles picked up the pen and started writing.
“I notice you’re left-handed,” Lucas said.
