The police station smelled like bad coffee and fluorescent lighting. Lucy sat beside William, wrapped in a blanket someone had given her, watching through the two-way mirror as detectives interrogated Victoria.
"She's not talking," Detective Morris said, entering the room. "Lawyered up the second we got her processed. But we have Brad's recording. That's enough to hold her on attempted murder, extortion, conspiracy…"
"What about Mirabel?" William interrupted. "Victoria admitted they were working together."
"We've issued a warrant for her arrest. She's not at her residence. We're checking known associates and family," Morris paused. "Your father-in-law's house is being searched now."
Lucy's heart lurched. "My father, is he safe?"
"Officers are on scene. We'll know soon." Morris's radio
