Scars Of A Broken Bond

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?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

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.

few minutes later, the detective returned and gestured at

“You can leave now.”

to be questioned anymore, she couldn’t help but ask, “You don’t want

detective quirked an

interrogate you

word, Sabrina stood up and went

you feel?” Bettie asked as she hurried

released from the interrogation room a while earlier and was waiting at

just have a headache. How

Bettie’s eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully.

was something wrong with the wine I drank. I don’t even know who did it! I’m blacklisting that bar from