Joel ignored the voice behind him, instinctively stepping in front of the open drawer to hide its view from anyone else. Reaching into one pocket, he pulled out his cell phone and started taking pictures of the drawer and its contents. Once he’d taken enough photos, he reached into his other front pocket and pulled out a clear plastic bag.
"Really, Joel?" Piper hissed.
"Yes, really. A murder was committed here in this house, and I didn"t know what we would find, so I figured I"d better come prepared," he explained as he opened the bag. "Here, hold this open for me."
When she held the bag open, he gingerly rolled the syringe into the towel it lay on, being careful not to touch any part of the instrument. Then he turned down the top of the bag and, improvising, grabbed a hair clip out of
