He was about to press further when there was a knock at the door. Haley jumped.
"Expecting someone?" he asked.
"No. I never have this many visitors. Excuse me," she said, moving to the door. She checked the peephole. "It's my neighbor." She opened the door to reveal a woman in her late fifties standing in the hallway, her curious dark eyes moving from Haley to him.
"Oh, Haley, I'm sorry. I didn't know you had company." She waited, clearly hoping for an introduction that never came.
"Do you need something, Mrs. Gonzalez?" Haley asked.
"I just wanted to let you know a woman came by yesterday looking for you."
Haley tensed. "What woman?"
"She didn't give me her name. But she had straight black hair, very professional-looking. She knocked on your door around eight in the morning. I ran into her in the hallway, and I told her you had already gone to work. She seemed disappointed. Said she'd hoped to catch you before you left."
Matt watched Haley's face carefully. The description matched Sabrina Lin perfectly, and from the way the color drained from Haley's cheeks, she knew it.
"Did she say what she wanted?" Haley asked, her voice carefully controlled.
"Just that she needed to speak with you about something important. She seemed nervous, kept looking over her shoulder. I offered to take a message, but she said she'd call you instead." The woman's curious gaze moved between Haley and Matt. "Is everything all right?"
"Everything's fine, Mrs. Gonzalez. Thank you for telling me."
"Of course. You let me know if you need anything."
As Haley closed the door, he said, "I need to hear Sabrina's voicemail."
"Okay." She picked up the phone sitting on the table next to her laptop and played him the voicemail:"Ms. Kenton, you don't know me, but my name is Sabrina Lin. I have information about Landon's death. I can't explain over the phone. Would you meet me?"Sabrina went on to give directions to the bridge at Griffith Park before ending the call.
"Was that the only time she called? May I see your phone?"
"It's the only time she called me, and I don't think I have to give you my phone."
She didn't have to, but he thought her resistance was another sign she was keeping something secret. He thought about the message he'd just heard. There had been anxiety in Sabrina's voice, a definite sense of urgency. But the way she'd said Landon stuck out to him. As if Haley would instantly know who Landon was.
Haley had said the call was about a college kid who'd died six years ago. She hadn't referenced a personal connection to that case. She'd implied that Sabrina had called her because she was a journalist, but he didn't think that was the case. "Who's Landon?"
"He's the college kid who died."
"Right. But who is Landon to you?"
Before she could answer, a phone began to ring, but it wasn't the phone in her hand, nor was it coming from a second phone that was also on the table. The ringing was coming from the kitchen.
Haley's gaze followed his, but she made no move to answer the phone.
"Don't you want to get that?"
"No. It's an old phone. I use that number for spam calls." The phone stopped ringing, and she let out a breath. "I really have to go to work." She'd barely finished speaking when the phone started ringing again.
He headed into the kitchen. She got to the drawer at the same time as him. "You don't have any right to look in my drawers," she said. "You don't have a search warrant."
He gave her a hard look. "Do you want me to get one? If you didn't kill Sabrina and you don't know who did, then why are you so nervous right now?"
She bit down on her bottom lip.
He reached around her and opened the drawer, pulling out the sleek, expensive phone. There was a text across the screen and several missed calls from a number he recognized because he'd called it earlier that morning. It was the number for Sabrina's employer, Adler and Briggs.
His gaze moved from the screen to Haley. "I think I already know the answer to this question, but I'm going to ask it anyway, and I suggest you think carefully about the fact that it's a crime to lie to a federal agent." He paused. "Is this Sabrina Lin's phone?"
