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When Rios returned to her desk around two in the afternoon, she had a message from the medical examiner’s office stating Piper Anderson had died between six and eight o’clock that morning.
She began running reverse lookups on the phone numbers from the victim’s NA contact sheet. A few people on the list had criminal records, usually for possession, DUI, and one with an aggravated assault charge: Elizabeth Schwartz. The case was a few years old and the charges had eventually been dropped.
Her phone interrupted her train of thought. “Rios here.”
“Detective, an Elizabeth Schwartz is here to see you.”
“Thanks, Sergeant. I’ll be right down.” She hung up, grabbed a legal pad and the folders for the related cases, and hustled down to the station lobby.
Rios immediately recognized Elizabe
