Alarm bells rang in my mind and I tried to open my eyes, but my struggle was futile.

I felt a sharp, prickling sensation in my arm, but I could not bounce up from the bed at all.

Once I regained my consciousness after some time, I looked at my arm and noticed an obvious track mark.

Before I could figure out what happened, two female cops opened the door and walked toward me. “Please come with us, Ms. Stovall.”

A line formed between my brows. I looked at them and asked, “What time is it now?”

“It’s five ‘o clock in the evening,” one of the cops said. “Come on. Let’s go.”

They were supposed to release me in another six hours.

As usual, they brought me to the same interrogation room, but I was not alone this time.

A doctor dressed in his white coat was in the room as well.

test results, we believe you’ve abused illegal substances. So now, we’ll be carrying a more thorough body check-up, and we

not respond to what

to receive any updates about

was pretty sure I would cause more trouble for myself had I refused to cooperate with

the doctor, who

the samples for the blood and urine tests and wanted to

and outright rejected him. “Why do you have to inspect my private part if you want to find out if I’ve

cop over, and she said, “Please stay calm and cooperate with us. The syringe we found in your bag contains HIV, so we need to find out and see

expect me to comply with their ridiculous demand? This

inspection. There’s something fishy going on here and I’m feeling like this is all a trap.” I gave everyone in the room a disdainful

the blood sample you’ve collected earlier, so there’s no need for you to

turned grim. “You’d better

out a cold snort and stopped playing nice. “What you’re doing is

another five or six hours had passed, and

Savini would have found me a lawyer or two by now even

but

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