“What about Tommy? He said his aunt was stupid,” Laurel said. The kid didn’t seem to have much respect for women. Or anybody.
Davie jerked. “Sharon wasn’t stupid. She was cool. Was fine with us just hanging out at the place, and she knew we took some of the pot. She didn’t care.”
She hit him with the next question. “Did you leave the greenhouse the last time you went there to get high? Tommy said he might’ve fallen asleep and you could’ve left.”
Davie rocked back.
Jason put a hand on the table. “They’re both good kids, Agent Snow. You’re barking up the wrong tree.”
She kept her gaze on the boy.
“No,” Davie said. “We were high but watched movies all day. I didn’t take a nap and neither did Tommy.”
She moved on to asking about the other victims and where he was during times of death.
“I don’t know.” His face twisted up. “Seriously. I was either at home, at school, hanging with Tommy, or at work. That’s pretty much my life.”
“Can anybody corroborate the times when you were home?” Laurel asked.
Davie’s face colored. “Not usually,” he muttered.
Nester popped into the doorway. “We finally got the remaining warrants.”
She nodded. “Thanks.”
Davie ducked his head. “Warrants for where? Because you don’t need one for my house. Feel free.”
Haylee perked up. “If one is for Sharon’s greenhouse, I’d love to look at it and identify plants for you.”
It sounded as if the woman wanted to buy the greenhouse. Nonetheless, her expertise would be beneficial. “Thanks,” Laurel said. She kept her focus on Davie. “Have you plowed or shoveled any of the homes in the Forest Ridge subdivision?”
Davie shook his head. “I don’t think so.”
Laurel looked at Jason.
“No,” he said, glancing at his phone. “But if you have connections there, I’d love to get that contract. We’d do a good job.”
Haylee nodded.
“Davie, did you know that Sharon Lamber was having an affair with a cardiac surgeon?” Laurel asked.
“Yeah. Tommy told me.” Davie grimaced. “She was a nice lady, but that probably was a dumb move. Did he kill her?”
So far, Laurel had been unable to find Dr. Keyes, which was rare in this day and age. “Did you ever see them together?”
“No.” He drank the rest of his coffee.
Jason stood. “I have to go plow those businesses before it snows again. Hay? Do you have things here?”
Haylee nodded. “Yeah. I’ll see you at home.”
He clenched Davie’s shoulder. “You’ve got this, Bud. See you later.” Then he looked at Laurel. “He didn’t do anything wrong and neither did Tommy. I hope they help you with your investigation, but please stop treating them as suspects and don’t send uniformed police officers after them again.”
Davie nodded.
“You didn’t come in when you said you would,” she reminded him.
He flushed. “My mom couldn’t make it, and I didn’t want to come alone.”
