multiple substances in her blood,’ Nunes tells me, in a slightly gloating way. ‘She tested positive for cocaine, ecstasy and even ketamine.’
I frown at that. Ketamine? The horse tranquilliser?
‘And you? Did you take drugs also?’
‘I have a baby,’ I reply, as though that answers it.
Nunes shrugs. ‘So?’
‘I didn’t take any drugs,’ I tell him, angrily.
Nunes flips through some pages in his notebook. ‘You told me you had taken drugs.’
‘I didn’t!’ I shoot back. ‘I told you I thought I had been drugged. There’s a huge difference.’
‘Did your friend give you drugs without you knowing?’ Reza asks, shooting Nunes a look that is telling him to play it more gently.
I bite my lips shut. Yes, I think she did. And now, knowing what I know about her and Rob, I’m fairly certain she did. When Reza mentioned ketamine it did get me thinking. I’ve never taken it, but I know from reading an article in the paper about date rape that with a high enough dose it can knock a person out and give them memory loss. Is that what happened to me? Did Kate slip Ketamine in my drink? But why?
‘Your friend, where did she get the drugs from?’ Reza presses.
‘She brought them with her,’ I admit.
‘On the plane?’ she asks.
I nod. ‘Yes. She had the cocaine in a little silver pillbox in her bag. I saw it. She hid it in her bag.’
‘You didn’t tell us she had taken drugs when you gave your statement,’ Nunes says accusingly.
I look between them, starting to wonder if I should ask for a lawyer. But won’t that make me look guilty or like I have something to hide? And I don’t even know if this is a proper interview. Aren’t I here to help go over my statement? Reza’s not exactly the good cop to Nunes’s bad, but at least she seems neutral, whereas Nunes seems like he wants to lock me up right now and throw away the key. He totally thinks I killed her.
‘We’ll need you to give us the drugs so we can test them against what was in her system,’ Reza says.
I nod.
‘We interviewed your landlord,’ Nunes says next.
Sebastian? That news surprises me.
‘He says that there was a lot of noise in the apartment on Friday night, early Saturday morning. What sounded like an argument. A loud one.’
‘I wouldn’t know,’ I answer as coolly as I can. ‘I wasn’t arguing with anyone. I was passed out remember? I’m sure Joaquim and Emanuel can both confirm it. Joaquim is the one who put me to bed.’
Reza nods. ‘Yes, he said that. But they also say that you and Kate had an argument earlier in the evening.’
‘No, we didn’t,’ I shoot back.
‘Outside the club, you two didn’t get into a fight?’
I shake my head. ‘No. I mean … didn’t want them coming back with us. But it wasn’t an argument.’
‘Kate ignored you though. She brought them back anyway despite you not wanting them to come.’
I press my lips together.
‘You must have been angry,’ Reza goes on. ‘You’re a married woman and your friend is inviting strange men back to the apartment for sex. Encouraging you to sleep with one of them too, even though you’re married. Strange behaviour isn’t it? Why would she do that?’
‘I don’t know,’ I admit, beginning to feel mounting apprehension with where this conversation is going. ‘But it wasn’t an argument,’ I protest. But it was, wasn’t it?
‘The bouncer at the Blue Speakeasy says he saw you grab her arm. He says you were angry with her.’
‘That’s not true,’ I answer, flustered. The truth is my memory is still patchy and I don’t remember very much at all about the night. But I don’t remember fighting with her, not exactly.
Bitch! I push the memory away, bury it down deep.
‘You said you found her handbag and her phone,’ Reza goes on.
I nod. Shit. I’m going to have to hand the phone over. They’ll find the text messages between Kate and Rob, all the evidence of the affair. That’ll only add fuel to the fire. If I’m not a suspect already, then I most certainly will be if they find out my husband was shagging her. What better motive would there be to kill her? The scorned wife offs the best friend who was sleeping with her husband. The headlines write themselves.
The safest thing to do is wipe the phone clean before I give it to them. It’s tampering with evidence though, which is dangerous and possibly very