Feeling like an outsider, Drayco had let Reece escort Lucy and Virginia home. Reece stayed for several hours to make sure they were okay before going to his own place. When he called Drayco this morning, he said he hadn’t slept a wink. Not that Drayco slept much last night, either. If he could have played the Chickering without waking Maida, he would have opted for that. Instead, he spent the pre-dawn hours searching online for background on the Sterlings.
At the dot of eight-thirty, he made his first phone call of the day. Sheriff Sailor’s voice on the other end of the phone was subdued. “Seems like a clear case of drunk driving to me, Drayco. The ambulance crew said Beth Sterling’s clothes reeked of gin. The hospital lab took blood and hair samples. Her BAC was point two one.”
“I didn’
