“You can’t break into your own house.”
Parker snorted. “No shit. I told you it wasn’t what it looked like.”
“Listen, you little shit?—”
“Hey, it’s not my fault you don’t know?—”
Parker and I tried to talk over each other, but Trey waved his hands, silencing us both.
“Parker, start from the beginning.”
To Trey, he said, “Did you bother to check the timestamp on that video?” He lifted the photo and held it in front of Trey’s face, his thumbnail digging into the paper beneath the date and time printed in the upper right-hand corner.
Trey cursed lowly, and Parker shifted the photo to me.
The timestamp read nearly four o’clock in the morning.
“She snuck out earlier.” He glanced at Trey pointedly. “You must have missed that. This was her sneaking back in.”
“How do you know?”
He shrugged, though I noted his cheeks had pinkened. “She was with me.”
“Where?”
“My house. Tony was on a bender somewhere, so the house was actually quiet for once. We watched movies until late.”
“Did anyone see you?”
“Gabby was with us.”
“And Gabby is…”
“His sister,” Trey supplied. “She and Gabby are on the cheer team together, right?” Parker nodded.
“Okay…” I said slowly, quickly writing all of that down in my notebook. “That doesn’t explain the items the Lennars claimed were missing, though.”
“Sadie took that stuff and sold it,” Parker said. “She needed money and couldn’t ask her parents for it. Don’t ask me what for,” he hedged before I could do exactly that. “I’m not going to tell you.”
“She didn’t by chance break into these other houses, did she?” I asked, pulling out my notebook, where I’d jotted down the addresses before leaving the department earlier.
Parker didn’t even bother looking at the list before shaking his head. “No fucking way. Her boyfriend, on the other hand…He could be a contender.”
“Who is her boyfriend?”
“Older guy from Boise. Real piece of work.”
Unable to stand anymore, I sank down hard on the nearest empty chair and scrubbed my hand down my face in exasperation.
“How much older?” Trey asked. “Do you have a name? Doeshehave anything to do with why she needs money?”
“It wasn’t not forhim, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“If it wasn’t…” Trey trailed off, eyes widening as something seemed to spark in his mind. He and Parker shared a look, Parker’s pleading while Trey’s seemed…concerned.
“Someone tell me what the fuck is going on right now,” I demanded.
“Sadie is pregnant, isn’t she?” Trey whispered.
