Brian
I led Yassie to one of the empty offices and locked the door to ensure our conversation remained confidential. Yassie appeared distressed and tearful, and I could sense her anxiety.
Yassie began, her voice trembling, "Brian, I admit that I prepared the coffee for Mr. and Mrs. Carlton, just as you asked me. I used the same routine we always do. But Amy was the one who served it, and I really don't know if she put something in it. That's why I gave you the mugs to help with the investigation. I swear, I didn't intend for anything like this to happen."
I listened attentively, understanding the difficult situation Yassie found herself in. She seemed genuinely concerned and cooperative, making it clear that she was not involved in any wrongdoing.
"Thank you for your honesty, Yassie,"
