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North took the visitors’ log and the security stills and pushed the phone records toward Shaw. It didn’t take Shaw long to read through them. Philip Welch had spoken on the phone with four people: Liliana Cain, Melvin Welch, Carly Welch, and Maleah Donaldson. It wasn’t hard to guess that at least one of the four was a lawyer, the other three were likely family.
When he glanced over, North was considering one of the security stills. It gave a surprisingly good look at the man’s face: square jaw, dark hair in a businessman’s special, old enough that nobody would ever think he was in his twenties again, but not so old he’d started to spread.
“Who’s Eric Brey?” he asked. “And why is this guy visiting a small-time gangbanger and drug dealer?”
Weiss shrugged.
“What about Ambyr?” Shaw asked. “Did you have time to pull her visitors and calls?”
“She hasn’t had any,” Weiss said.
“None?”
“Zero. No visitors. No calls. I double checked.”
“She didn’t have a lawyer?” North asked.
“She had one. A public defender, I think. She was here barely twenty-four hours, so like I said: no visitors, no calls.”
“And Dalton?”
“Mr. Weber didn’t make any calls either, and he didn’t have any visitors.”
“He was in here longer than twenty-four hours.”
“And I’m telling you I checked: he didn’t make any calls.”
North and Shaw exchanged a look, and finally North said, “All right.”
Shaw took pictures of each page of the documents—there weren’t that many—and then forwarded the images to a group chat with the other men. His phone buzzed a moment later with a message from Auggie:On it.
North rolled his eyes.
“Be nice,” Shaw said.
“Fucking eager beaver.”
“It’s cute.”
“You know he was a suck-up in school, right? That’s how he ended up swinging on Theo’s—” North seemed to remember Weiss at the last moment. His cheeks reddened, and he cleared his throat.
In a dry voice, Weiss said, “If there’s nothing else…”
“A couple of things,” North said. “What’s your read on Glover?”
“He’s a jackass and a shit deputy.” Weiss delivered the words without a pause. “But he wasn’t part of this, if that’s what you’re thinking.”
“Why not?”
“He’s too stupid, for one. For another, I saw him after the alarm went off. That man was about to piss himself. He walks around three hundred and sixty-five days a year trying to step on people’s necks, and when shit goes down, he needs an extra pair of Depends.”
“What about Ezell?”
This time, Weiss did hesitate, and when she spoke, she seemed to be choosing her words carefully. “Yesterday, I would have told you he’s solid. He’s a redneck, but he does his job, and he doesn’t go looking for trouble the way some guys do.”
“But?” Shaw asked.
“But where the hell is he?”
