“A flash drive.”
“Where did you find it?”
The medical examiner leaned in close. “Our victim ingested it.”
“What’s on it?”
He shrugged. “Mac said you should have the first look.”
“Is Mac here?”
“He left shortly after I spoke with you.”
I put my hand on the medical examiner’s shoulder. “Thanks, Doc. Anything else I need to know?”
“Nothing else unexpected.”
“Good.”
“Did he say Sybil ingested it?” Mila asked once we were back outside.
“I wasn’t sure if you heard him.”
“She swallowed it?”
“That’s right.”
“Do you think that’s what whoever killed her was looking for?”
“I do.” I’d also lay odds that it was what Adler was looking for too.
“What do you think is on it?”
I had no idea, but my gut was telling me that I needed to find out without Mila being present.
I stopped at the main house instead of going straight to my place.
“I’m going to take this in to Rile. I’ll be right back.”
“Don’t you want to see what’s on it?”
“I do, but I’d like Rile to take a look first.”
Mila’s brow furrowed. “Why?”
I scrubbed my face with my hand. “Because I don’t know what it is.”
Mila turned away from me. “All you have to say is that you’re afraid whatever it is, is something I shouldn’t see. Isn’t that what’s really going on here?”
“Yes.”
I put the truck back in gear and drove the rest of the way to my house.
“I’m going to start my laundry,” Mila told me, pulling the carry-on bag we’d left in the kitchen behind her.
I went into the office, closed the door, and then attached the drive to the laptop I kept off the main servers. If this thing was set up to do any kind of data damage, it would be minimal and contained. As I waited for it to load, I wondered if it had been in Sybil’s stomach too long and was damaged.
I held my breath as I saw it spin up. The flash drive contained two folders, both named by year. The first was of the same year as the divorce and Sybil’s surgery. The second was from nine years ago.