Chapter: 1414
"Yes, and as far as I know, they would never touch prohibited items.
I suspect that their drinks were tampered with in the bar,” Lance replied.
Lance's uncle put his hands in his pocket and glanced at Andres, who was standing next to him.
"In that case, Mr. Carter, Mr. Nelson, you don't have to worry about it. I'll ask my men to investigate it as soon as possible and release Mr. Carter's two friends," Andres said.
"Thank you, Andres." Lance nodded his head to show his appreciation.
In the interrogation room, the detectives sat across from Sabrina and interrogated her. After several minutes of cross examination, they determined that this was the first time Sabrina had taken the drug and that she had no prior history, nor was she addicted to it.
Sabrina endured the headache that threatened to split her head in two and tried to recall the details of what happened in the bar.
But she hadn't paid much attention to anything until the police showed up, so she couldn't remember a few details clearly.
"Think about it again. Was the glass out of your sight at any point?" the detective in charge of the interrogation asked.
Sabrina frowned as her headache worsened. Her lips curled and she muttered bitterly, "I really can't remember. Can you check the surveillance video?"
The detective was about to reply when a policeman entered the interrogation room and whispered something in his ear. Then the two of them went out together.
A few minutes later, the detective returned and gestured at the door.
"You can leave now."
"What?" Sabrina gawked at the detective. While she was relieved not to be questioned anymore, she couldn't help but ask, "You don't want to interrogate me anymore?"
The detective quirked an eyebrow at her.
“Do you want me to interrogate you for a while longer?"
Without another word, Sabrina stood up and went out.
"Sabrina! Are you okay? How do you feel?" Bettie asked as she hurried toward Sabrina.
Bettie had been released from the interrogation room a while earlier and was waiting at the door for Sabrina to come out.
"I'm fine. I just have a headache. How are you?"