"I need to see my husband. How is he? Is he still alive?" Johanna kept asking while they detained her in the police station.
The arresting officers placed her inside the interrogation room. They made her sat on a chair with her hands handcuffed to the top of the table.
"I demand my lawyer." She shouted when the police guarding her refused to answer her question. He just kept quiet on the corner, making sure that she was not going anywhere.
"Don't worry. Your lawyers are probably on their way here. We are sure that your father was now aware of your arrest." The detective that entered the room informed her as she placed a folder on the table.
"Yes, my father will not let you all get away with this. You have no right to detain me." She gave her a deadly glare as if the detective had no right to speak or look at her.
