5. ADULT BUSINESS? NO

"The police station?" I asked, eyes wide open. "What for?"

"We have a couple of questions for you miss." The man stated.

"Why can't you ask me them now? Is this regarding what happened yesterday night at the club? I already told security what happened. You could even take a look at the cameras."

"About that, you will have to give an official statement at the station. But that's not why we're here."

"Why then are you here?" I asked again, my eyes darting around. There were two of the officers, apart from the one talking to me. Even without uniforms, they still looked very much like uniform men, scary and full of command.

"Exactly my point Debby. I do not know what you were up to yesterday but I was surprised to see the police pull up here looking for you. Did you get into something bad?" The hospital director asked before I had the chance to say anything. "This has never happened."

"I was at the club," I answered. 

I heard him gasp. As well as Beverly and Tristan, who were the receptionists on duty. Beverly even went as far as covering her mouth with her hand, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

It must have been a shock to them that I was at a club. To save them the extra shock of why I was there, I simply added, "There, I had a kind of a fight with a pervert. I suppose that's why they are here." I turned to look at the officer and back at the faces of my colleagues. Other people who stood there consists of patients, visitors, and people I did not directly work with like the cleaners.

"What are you all standing around, gaping like fishes at?!" I suddenly heard Mr. Grey, the hospital director yell out. "Get back to your posts you lots! It's too early in the morning to engage in anything but work." Everyone scampered away, whispering as they went, except Beverly and Tristan who remained standing because they were at their posts. 

I was skeptical. If they got the guy who was looking at me through a hole in the restroom, what more do they need me for? Even if I was to go write a statement, they could have simply called me over.

Coming all the way here, by themselves and in numbers, even though little, it felt like I was being arrested.

"You have to come with us, Miss." The huge man repeated. 

I gave him a nod. I turned to face Mr. Grey. "I'll be right back. They just want to ask me some questions."

"Alright. You go on ahead. Head back here and straight to my office when you get out of there." 

The police officer led the way and I followed, while the other two guys walked behind me. They were not saying anything but their close hawk eyes that were fixed on me made me feel like a criminal.

I have never been summoned by the police. They never had to come to take me away like a dirty criminal too so I was wondering what this was about exactly. This cannot only be about yesterday's event.

I was fit into the back of the Van with an officer on both sides. The third one, the one who addressed me, sat in front of the driver. 

It was a weird Monday morning and I felt it was going to be an abnormal one, the direct opposite of the day I thought I would be having. I tried to pull out my phone to call Sophia or Jake but the officer next to me, as kindly as he could, told me to not touch anything and stay put.

"Are you sure you're the police?" I ask, fear creeping into my voice.

"I believe I showed you my badge and an identification card a while ago." The front man responded. "I am Steve Johnson. Hamburg central police station." He flashed the ID in front of me again. "We're taking you because we did in fact take a look at the security cameras installed at The wreakin' after the report was made as Bale kept on denying what happened."

"Who is Bale?"

"The guy who looked at you while you took a leak."

"Okay?"

"We needed to see him so anything so we were analyzing the camera recording when something else popped up." Officer Steve informed.

"Okay? "I said again. "What popped up and what has it to do with me?"

"We will have to get to the police station for you to see. We'll be there soon." He simply said, before turning away from me. 

With my nerves on steroids, I began to fondle the necklace on my neck. Slowly, I calmed down and kept a clear head.

When we arrived at the station, I was taken to the questioning room by the guys that sat with me at the back. It was an empty room save for a medium-sized table and three chairs; two on one side and one on the other. I looked around, taking in the place. There were four cameras installed, each at every corner of the room. 

The room was dark and the white lightbulb in the room shone directly on the table. I was there for several minutes until officer Steve came to me, with a laptop this time.

He placed it on the table and turned it on, clicked some buttons, and turned it around to show me. The video of me staggering toward a part of the club appeared. Then it went black. He turned it again and tapped some more buttons and the next video he showed me was the one where I got help from the strange man outside the club. Down to when he gave me his jacket, disappeared and to the point, I passed out.

"Do you recognize the man in the video? The one who gave your assaulter a vicious kick in the gut?"

"No. I do not."

"From the first video, you were ambling towards a corner of the club. This camera was facing the bar stand and so, if you move away from it, to the other end, you will be in a blind spot."

"Okay?"

"We suspect that you went on to meet this man on that side. Could you please confirm it for me?"

"What man in the first place officer? I do not know who you are talking about."

Officer Steve reclined on his chair and said, "Maybe I started in the wrong way. Now see," he said, sitting upright once more. "The guy in the video is Leo. Leo is a criminal. He is infamous for thieving. Not only that but he is also known for his sheer skill and ability to evade the authorities. Wherever he goes, something shifts. Something is taken away. Yesterday at the wreakin', the club manager's safe was broken in his office. His business ledger and a lot of money disappeared."

"Why are you telling me this?" I questioned, getting the wrong signal.

"We suspect that you went to him in the first video, even though it was not caught on camera. Secondly, outside the club when you were in the situation with Bale, he came to help you. Why?"

"Officer, I honestly do not know what you're talking about. Why would I know why he helped me? He could just be helping a woman in need. Not all criminals are totally evil."

Officer Steve chuckled. "One more thing about Leo is that he is faceless. He would not risk getting caught on camera for anything. However, he did that for you. Even though we still cannot see his face. What's your relationship with him?"

"I do not know this man, I swear. He must have simply helped me since I was in a difficult situation."

"Witnesses say they saw you two together inside the club ugh... doing adults business. Is he your love interest?"

"No, officer. No."

"Then tell me what your relationship with him is like."

"Look, the only man I met at the club yesterday, I was too drunk to have a good look at his face. As you said, I just wanted to do adult business with him and go. That was what I was at the club for. Nothing else."

"Well, we're sorry to say to you that we do not believe that and we think you are affiliated with him."

"Affiliated?! How... what are you even saying?"

"We won't have any choice but to detain you. However, in the meantime, you will have to write your statement about what occurred yesterday. And maybe take time to think about if you want to tell me the truth concerning Leo."

He left the room after that, leaving me gaping at the wall.