Slow Kill - Michael Mcgarrity [37]
“A clerk who works at the pharmacy and knows Mrs. Spalding as a customer said Dean waited on her personally. The clerk found that odd, because Dean never bothers with customers who come in to buy sundries. She thinks, but isn’t sure, that Dean left Spalding at the perfume counter for a few minutes to do something in the back before he rang up the sale.”
“Did Sergeant Lowrey inform you about the pill found in Spalding’s possessions?” Kerney asked.
“She did,” Ramona said. “Not only is it a fake, but the analysis of the active ingredient in it perfectly matches the medication level in the blood sample that was drawn during the autopsy.”
“Which suggests Dean and Claudia Spalding switched the pills,” Kerney said.
“Yes, it does,” Ramona said. “If Spalding had lived one more day the evidence would have been gone, Chief. According to the Santa Barbara pharmacist Sergeant Lowrey spoke with, Spalding was down to his last pill when he died.”
“Was Dean present when you spoke to the clerk?” Kerney asked.
“No,” Ramona said. “I didn’t talk to her at the pharmacy. I hung around until she went next door to a deli for lunch and spoke to her there.”
“Will she keep her lip buttoned about your inquiry?”
Ramona nodded. “Dean’s a pushy, demanding boss who contradicts himself and then lays the blame on the clerk. She puts up with it because she’s older, divorced, timid, and needs the job. She promised not to say a word.”
“What else have you got?”
Ramona flipped back to a page in her notebook. “I checked with both Dean’s and Spalding’s cellular telephone providers. There has been a flurry of calls between the two, starting almost immediately after Sergeant Lowrey talked with Claudia Spalding in Montecito.”
“How many?” Kerney asked.
“Five yesterday and two this morning. Mrs. Spalding made first contact.”
“Do you have anything that can connect Dean to the fabrication of the pill?” Kerney asked.
“We know the inert ingredients are different, the weight is slightly off, and the shape isn’t uniform based on the manufacturer ’s specs,” Ramona replied. “So, I took a cue from your research into how he might have done it, and called a pharmacist here in town who said that duplicating the exact size and shape of the original pill wouldn’t be easy, but it could be done. He suggested we look for all the compounds Dean used.”
“Did the pharmacist have any idea about how Dean might have shaped and sized the pills?” Kerney asked.
“He said that except for the grooves on either size of the pill, it’s oval in shape, which is very common. Pharmacists use that kind of pill all the time, in many different sizes. He said if he were to do it, he’d make each pill as close in size to the original oval as possible, match the color, and then hand-cut the grooves to make them look right. The tedious part would be the final shaping.”
“How does all of this help us?” Kerney asked
“The analyzed pill shows small striations in the grooves. We’ve got tool marks, Chief.”
Kerney grinned. “Coordinate with Sergeant Lowrey and get an affidavit done for a search warrant at Dean’s home and business,” he said. “We want to look for the tools he might have used and the raw ingredients identified by the lab findings.”
“Will do,” Ramona said.
“Then take everything we have that supports motive, opportunity, and means directly to the district attorney and ask if he’ll approve arrest warrants for Dean and Spalding based on circumstantial evidence. If he agrees that we have probable cause, synchronize the busts with Sergeant Lowrey so both of them are picked up simultaneously.”
“Shouldn’t we take a statement from Dean first?” Ramona asked.
“Normally, I’d say yes,” Kerney said. “But according to Dean’s clerk at the pharmacy, he’s a bully. If we stuff the facts we have down his throat, maybe he’ll crack.”
“I’ll make the collar at his store,” Ramona said, “and tell him Claudia is talking. That should shake him up.”
“Give the newspaper a heads-up and ask them to have a reporter and photographer standing by outside. Take two uniforms with