19 Chapter#18

Ingrid has been in a small room in the police office with a state attorney for more than half an hour. Let's say that apart from eating donuts and drinking soda sitting in the poor plastic chair that supported her weight and she did not know how, she did not do anything else. It was already disgusting to see him swallow one after another, smearing the edges of her mouth, chin and cheeks with the icing or sugar that covered them as well as the frustrating noise of the suction of the soda through the straw. Her face de ella was honestly not surprising, anything was expected from a state, let's see, it's not that everyone was like that but the vast majority dispensed with doing their damn job and only let the prosecutors or other people move the strings without problems.