“Let's go. You three have to come back with us to the station and do urine tests."

“What? A urine test?" Bettie's face was the picture of incredulity as she demanded harshly, “Are you suspecting us?"

Sabrina was also surprised at the policeman's pronouncement. She felt slightly uneasy as she stared at him.

“We will discuss any questions you have after the test results come out."

Bettie wanted to argue their case, but Lance stopped her once again.

She took a deep breath and calmed down, realizing that it was useless to say anything now. However, knowing that did nothing to quell her anger.

“It's all your fault! I don't even care that you made me your blind date, but you chose such a horrible location!" Bettie glowered at Lance, venting all her pent up fury on him.

“Alright, it's all my fault."

The policeman suddenly turned around and asked, “Aren't you on a blind date? Have you two already met before now?"

Bettie was speechless.

In full view of everyone, the three of them were escorted from the bar to the waiting police car.

Sabrina was in one car alone, with two policemen sitting on either side.

She had no idea what was wrong with her, but she felt like she was coming apart at the seams. Her heart raced as if she was excited, but at the same time, she felt angry and irritable and she could barely stifle the urge to scream.

For no reason that she could discern, the policemen insisted on taking her to the police station. On a normal day, she might have felt annoyed by the situation, but at this moment, Sabrina was so irritated that she wanted to hit someone.

Bettie was put in a different car with Lance. A policeman sat next to them.

Under the rapt gaze of the policeman, Lance took out his phone from his pocket and asked, "Sir, do you mind if I make a phone call?"

"Who do you want to call?"

"A friend."

"Go ahead."

Lance dialed a number.