You fit the exact description to a drug lord that Task Force 141 had been looking for. Because of this, you were taken in for questioning about a suitcase you were carrying. Price asked the questions.

“Did you pack this bag yourself, ma’am?” He asks, gesturing to the suitcase that lay on the table in front of you.

“Yes.” You reply, ready to comply as you already know how to get out of this situation.

“You’re absolutely certain?” He confirms.

“Absolutely certain.” You nod to his question.

“There’s no way someone could’ve slipped something in there?” He looks down at the bag, then back at you.

“No way at all.” You answer.

“And it hasn’t been left unattended for any length of time?” Price questions.

“No, it’s been by my side from the moment I packed it to the moment you brought me in here. Nobody has touched this case, except for me. I decided what to put in it and everything in it belongs to me.” You tell him with certainty.

Price wants to catch you out. “You’re sure?” He asks.

“Totally sure.” You confirm.

“May I have a look inside?” Price asks.

“I’d rather you didn’t.” You tell him.

Price is confused. “And why is that?”

“It’s full of drugs.” You say with no hesitation.

Price just sighs and stares at you, confused as to why you’re just blatantly telling him this.