No it didn't he was basically in and out. The drugs were found in his lair. Obviously you haven't read what they found.
You say 'lair', I say 'squat', or 'crack den'.
Lair, my arse. He's not Lex Luthor, ffs, he's a hobo; caught for every crime he's ever committed.
Lair......fckin hell.
And where's this cache of (extremely volatile, higly flammable) ether?
You're right when you say I obviously haven't read it, because it doesn't exist.
You know about ether, right? You must've researched it.
This abduction is taking on more sophisticated modus operandi with every passing day according to you.
So, quite apart from the may issues I listed previously, he now has to procure ether, which isn't widely available, safely store it secretly (he may need a lair for this part, granted), find a safe method to decant it without, probably using an FFP3 half-face respirator and chemical gloves, then find a suitable means of administering the correct dose onto a medium (let's pretend he used a large handkerchief like in the movies, but bear in mind he didn't bother using it on any of his alleged previous victims) inside the apartment, not spill a fcking drop, then smother wee Maddie with his chosen method (without being affected by the fumes himself, so maybe he had the respirator on again which is totally inconspicuous), pick up her limp body, climb out the window without disturbing anything - no sign, then escaped successfully and got away with the whole thing.
Now I typed it out like that, it all makes perfect sense - to an imbecile.