Reagan looked up at me smiling and then said, “Here, I will go get another glass, as I am the reason that your's was spilled. I haven’t drunk from my glass yet, I promise. I was just on my way back from the bar. I am so sorry, I am usually not so clumsy.” She handed me her glass of champagne and nods at me. Turning to go back to the bar, like she was going to get another drink. Alpha Cole nods at me, and a man I don’t know steps up with a second man behind him and said, “Go take this to our lab, and see what exactly is in it.” We had all watched as he used his gloved hands and poured the drink into one bag and sealed it and put the glass in the other. That was smart, the drink won’t wash away any evidence on or in the glass now, and everything was bagged in front of the camera. Seals were
