At Comisaría de Policía Nacional Distrito Sevilla Centro, a police station not too far from Jane's home, had three people in one of its investigation rooms. Jane being one of them along with two other male officers.
"And how many men did you say they were?" Another officer asked. This was about the seventh time he had asked that same question today, Jane felt like she was going crazy, they were making no effort to help her.
"I already told you! They were over seven, maybe eight or nine. But the bottom line is MY FRIEND WAS KIDNAPPED! WHY DON'T YOU PEOPLE GET THAT!?" She screamed.
"Calm down, ma'am. We are just making sure we are getting the right information-" the second officer said, trying to soothe her but it did not work.
