It was inappropriate to talk about this in front of everyone else, so this matter was probably quite serious. I nodded and followed them as told.
I got dressed and left the bathroom with the policewomen.
There were quite a few people standing in the hall. They were dressed in suits and ties, looking anxious and scared. It looked like they were the hotel staff.
I thought about how the hotel was doing well for itself, with a steady flow of customers on a daily basis, and that if the news about the police barging in for an investigation spread, their business would inevitably be affected.
After handing me over, the policewomen took me to a police car. What an honor it was to be in a police car for the first time in my thirty years of life.
At the Police Station!
I was brought to an interrogation room, and was left with a police officer who I had to sit across from.
It looked like the interrogation was about to start.
A moment later, the policewoman in front of me turned on her laptop and looked at me, "Arianna Reid, right?"
They had taken my ID card a while ago.
I nodded, "Yes!"
She nodded. "Miss Reid, we found 59 grams of drug powder and a complete set of a syringe in your bag. We ask for your full cooperation. Your answers to my questions need to be true and reliable."
I couldn't help but frown. Drugs? Why was there a syringe in my bag?
I looked at the policewoman and nodded. I didn't know what was going on.
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