I wake up the next morning with a text from Dave asking me to call him at my earliest convenience. I shoot him a text back and he responds with asking me to meet him at the coffee shop across from his office again in about 45 minutes.
When I walk in, Dave looks very serious, almost concerned.
"This can't be good." I shake his hand and take a seat.
Dave exhales loudly and says, "Based on the tests I performed there was a high dosage of Rohypnol. The street name is Roofies."
"Okay, have heard of that. There's more, I can tell. Go on."
He looked me in the eyes with a very serious look, "Whoever did this to you wanted to knock you out very quickly and effectively. The amount used was extremely dangerous. Rohypnol mixed with alcohol in such high dosages can cause decreased respiratory and blood pressure, coma and even death. These people were either that stupid or maybe even wanted someone dead.".
Then he suggests getting it to a police lab quickly. I thank him and he heads back to his building. I'm more than shaken by the results of testing the contents of that Vodka bottle. I am now convinced that Ace and Javier were after more than just a couple of TVs, jewelry and cash. I call Detective Reed’s office and ask to meet with him.
I wait for Jack Reed at the same table I just shared with Dave. The bottle of Vodka is now a big piece of evidence and sits in a brown bag on the chair next to me. I think about how if I tell Reed everything about that night, it could do some serious and maybe irreversible damage to my marriage. But the harm it may cause may be for the greater good of hopefully finding our baby. It's been 7 months since she was kidnapped from our home, she won't be a baby for much longer. Reed's arrival interrupts my thoughts.
When I tell him the condensed version of the story behind the bottle of Vodka, Detective Reed looks at me and shakes his head. "Jules, that story is full of holes and the only way I will even consider taking that story serious is if my department's lab tests the Vodka bottle. Also, I'm going to need you to come completely clean on your actions the night your daughter disappeared.
Reed continues, "Give me one line of crap and I will arrest you for hindering an investigation. After all, how do I know you didn’t concoct this whole vodka story just to cover your own behind?"
Frustrated but ready to just tell the whole sorted story, "Okay, the details of what really took place that night...." and I tell him everything about how I crept out of my house while Marissa and the kids were asleep with the intention of late night drinking and clubbing downtown. Then ended up meeting a girl name Kate and how we went back to her place where we crossed paths with Ace and Javier. In short who I believe drugged the bottle of Vodka.
"Jules, Jules, Jules! Why didn’t you just tell me that from the beginning?"
"Do I really have to tell you that, Detective? At first I really didn't think it was that important but now that I know we were drugged and I'm fairly certain those 2 thugs stole more than my cash."
"Call me Jack! And this may be the lead we have been waiting for."
He tells me he will get the bottle over to the lab right now for testing. But he also has to collaborate my story by talking to Kate and all the other witnesses. He needs to get Ace's and Javier's full names and any other details that could help find out who they really are.
I look in my address book in my phone and forward Kate's number to Jack. Then I ask him is there anyway we could keep this from Marissa. He looks at me with a big smirk on his face and says, "We can try."
I thanked him and as I am turning to walk out he says, "Jules. Go home and tell your wife the truth. 99.9% of the time in these cases, they find out anyway. This is a kidnapping investigation. Understand?"
"I know you are right, Jack. Thanks for that and also, I'm sorry for holding out on you. I only just figured this all out myself." As I walk to my car I can only imagine how Marissa is going to react when I tell her about Kate.