When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The cop shook her head. “We’ll note down everything you said, but you’ll have to stay here and wait for the results.”

Before long, a few cops brought me to another room and locked me in.

There was nothing in the room except for a simple bed and my belongings, which they had taken away earlier.

They did not allow me to call anyone for help. At this point, I could only wait.

I sat on the bed until the next morning. A cop came in and looked at me. “Ms. Stovall, please come with us.”

Once again, I was brought into the same interrogation room. The same female cop from yesterday looked at me with a frown. “I’m afraid to tell you that we found kyanine in your blood, Ms. Stovall.”

“That’s impossible!” I refuted. “I’ve never touched that drug. I don’t even know how to use it!”

I immediately rolled up my sleeves and said, “Look carefully! Do you see any track marks? There’s none on my body!”

The cop raised her hand and signalled for me to calm down. “Sit down, please, Ms. Stovall. We’ll need you to stay with us to complete the twenty-four-hour observation.”

Everything that had happened

they found in my bag, the results

something amiss, but I just couldn’t

at me with a scowl. “You don’t

why can’t I call

explaining, “You can call your family, but we’re only stopping you

family. You have the

in A City for less than a month, and I had not

I only knew Savini. Who on earth

but to agree to my request. However, she did not give me my phone

room and wait for another cop to bring

in with a plate and looked at me. “This is your breakfast.” She

paused for a moment and took out a phone. “Here you go. Please give me back your phone once you’ve

her to give me my phone so

I turned on my phone. Yet, there was no one else I could call except Savini. He was the only person I

emerged from