“Did you?”
Nico gives him a flat look as he shakes his head.
“Well, those cops are like two dogs with a bone. If there is anything off, they will hang you out to dry, innocent or not.”
“And I pay you to ensure that doesn’t happen,” Nico snaps.
Bill mutters to himself as he begins sifting through some papers in his folder while my stomach turns in knots.
The officers came back into the room about twenty minutes later.
“Looks like you’re both free to go.”
“What?” I ask.
The older cop nods as the younger one folds his arms almost petulantly, like he’s pissed we are getting off…for something we didn’t fucking do. Make that make sense.
“What did you find?” Bill asks.
“Looks like Carly pulled the foxglove powder out of her pocket and slipped it into the drink she thought was yours,” the older cop says.
“Mine?” I echo.
“Camera footage shows her fiddling with the cups with the baggie in her hand and when she looked away, the barista switched cups.”
“She did?”
I can’t form much more eloquent questions than that as my mind is currently being overwhelmed.
He nods. “She confessed to the whole thing when questioned. She stated she had no idea what the powder was, but she could tell there was ill intention and so she switched it. She’s being booked for manslaughter.”
Tammy? Oh my god, no.
“Why is she in trouble when Carly was the one who was trying to kill her sister?” Nico guffaws.
“Because that’s how manslaughter fucking works,” the younger cop seethes.
We all lean back at that, like he’s about to jump over the table and the beat the shit out of all of us.
Holy fuck. Carly tried to kill me? She tried to poison me? Tammy, although not ultimately knowing what she was doing, saved me?
“If I had drank that coffee…if she had drugged the right cup…I’d be dead?” I question softly.
The older cop nods. “It looks that way. With that high of a dose, it only took seconds for the effects to overwhelm her, one of those being heart palpitations that lead to cardiac arrest.”
“Where did she get it from? I mean, I know my sister. She wouldn’t have found it, grounded it to a fine powder like that…she was…not the most resourceful woman there ever was.”
“We went through her phone and found a text message strain with someone she’s been in contact with for years. Chances are, this wasn’t the first time she’s obtained this substance, whether for someone else’s use or not.”
A strange look passes over Nico’s face as he listens to the detectives speak, leaning forward as they continue before he cuts themoff.
“What could happen if it was a lesser dose? How long would the effects take?”
The cop shrugs.
“Depends according to the lab. They said from minutes to hours, sometimes even days if it’s a small enough dose.”
Nico’s eyes widen as he slumps back into his chair.
