"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.