Danielle, Ivy, Jennifer and a few other belted offenders sat together in a conference room waiting for their monitors to come pick them up. They had been interviewed by the detectives and told they would be contacted if further questioning was warranted. Their phones and personal belongings were confiscated and one by one, they were forced to unlock their personal devices to allow the detectives to review their messages and browsing activities.
"I didn't do anything wrong!" Danielle said out loud, though it appeared she was saying it to convince herself.
Jennifer rolled her eyes. "We know! You haven't shut up about it since we were all dumped in this room." The alcohol had long worn off and Jennifer's mood had gone from elated and carefree to crabby. As she had explained to Danielle, she
