My older sister had got mixed up with a bad character who was dealing drugs and who had been killed in a drug deal gone wrong about 6 months before this story begins. I had been letting her stay with me until she could get back on her feet.
We were watching TV when the cops burst in and told me that an informant had told them that their were drugs in my Apartment and while I was trying to make sense of what was going on one of the cops came in to the room carrying a paper bag full of packets of white powder and said “Found this in the top of the hall closet”.
I looked at my sister, tears welling up in her eyes, and I said “the drugs are mine”. The cop said “That’s not what we heard, but if you wanna take the rap, put your hands behind your back”.
My sister later told me she had found the drugs in her husband’s stuff after he was killed and being hard up for money, she had tried unloading them on one of the guys her husband had hung out with. That dude had narc’d her out trying to cut a deal for charge his was facing.