FOE Family First Chapter 23 The Trouble with Mr. Hugh Spade
Dennis Herbers had no idea that the prescription drugs he gave to each student at Holy Cross High School would make the school board and parent committee feel threatened.
He just followed Tommy Hawke's instructions and gave a small amount of drugs to a few high school students he was not very familiar with as gifts to show his goodwill to his peers. Then on the third day, two policemen showed up at the school in a police car and took him from the school to the police station for questioning.
"So, kid, two afternoons ago, you sold these pills to students at Holy Cross High School, right?" After bringing Dennis Herbers to the interrogation room, the police took out the prescription drugs that the Holy Cross High School board of directors had sent when they called the police and threw them on the table, shaking his head somewhat depressed.
If the private high school's board of directors and parents' committee hadn't called the police and even arranged for a lawyer to keep an eye on the police to get to the bottom of the whole thing, he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of running around for twenty-five prescription pills. At this moment, those bastards detained in the detention room awaiting questioning all looked like they had caused more trouble than a high school student from a crappy high school.
"Sell? No, of course not. I gave it to them. They are my friends. I just gave them gifts." Dennis Herbers responded to the police's questions.
A police officer looked at Dennis Herbers with a serious look and said, "We learned from those students that you did use the words "giving" and "gift" and did not charge any fees, but you should be aware of the harmfulness of this drug. It is not ice cream or a music album."
"Harmful? Of course not. Are you kidding me, officer? These are not drugs. They are Adderall and Metformin, which are harmless to humans and animals. If you want to review your homework late at night without being affected by fatigue, take a few pills and you will be energetic until dawn. After you finish your homework, take Metformin to ensure a comfortable sleep."
"Why would you send them this drug?"
"Officer, don't you know me? Dennis Herbers, this year's Lincoln High School Person of the Year, the 'Prisoners of Fire' rock band from Holy Cross High School invited me to attend their concert at the school. I was flattered. You know, those private high school students used to be arrogant, but now, they have invited me and are willing to be my friend. Of course, I have to show courtesy, so I collected money to buy them some gifts that I thought they might need... Well... I thought they would take some pills to increase their vitality when they have a concert, just like me at Lincoln High School." Dennis Herbers spread his hands to the police and said helplessly, "It seems that they don't like this kind of thing."
The police have learned about the high school boy across the street from the school. Apart from liking to show off, he doesn't have many bad habits. A search of the Drug Enforcement Administration's file system also found no record of any drug or illegal drug triggering. Plus, there were only 25 prescription pills on the table, so the police could only give him a warning, which was not even enough for a formal registration. What's more, this guy is not yet an adult.
At most, we could call Lincoln High School and let the school get involved in the follow-up procedures, and then let him go.
"Kid, your way of making friends is a little unpleasant. I think the entire Holy Cross High School refuses to be friends with you now." The police sighed, picked up the inquiry book on the table to end the conversation, and casually asked Dennis Herbers what he thought was the last question: "So, you bought twenty-five prescription pills, right? Don't do such stupid things next time. This stuff will poison your brain, kid."
"Twenty-five pills? No, I spent a lot of money to buy one hundred Adderall and fifty Soprano pills. I thought at the time that maybe the fans at the concert also needed some fun, and it would be a good place to meet new friends." Dennis Herbers said to the police with an ignorant and fearless expression.
The policeman paused as he was about to unscrew the pen and write. He looked up at Dennis Herbers and said, "One hundred Adderall and fifty Ambien?"
"Yes, officer, I paid ninety-six dollars and twenty-five cents for it," said Dennis Herbers.
The policeman glanced at the drugs on the table: "There are only twenty-five pills here."
"The rest are in my locker at school. I plan to take them over to give to them when the concert officially starts."
"You can't buy so much medicine at a single time through a pharmacy or clinic. No doctor would prescribe such a prescription. Who sold it to you, kid?" The police closed the interrogation book.
Dennis shrugged. "Teacher Hugh Spade is a very nice guy, but he likes to raise the price."
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Hugh Spade sat at his desk, closed the lesson plan he had just completed, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He felt that his life had returned to normal these days. Melonie gave him another hundred dollars, which allowed Hugh Spade to use the money to buy the latest baby milk warmer and a silver ring. He planned to give them to the mother of his child as a gift on her birthday, to see if there was a chance that she would change her mind and marry him, so that he could give his child a complete family and, most importantly, end his miserable single life.
In this way, you will not be forced by the Child Protection Bureau to deduct money from your salary account, and you can enjoy the social benefits brought by the birth of the child.
"Teacher Spade, are you busy now?" A white-haired janitor knocked on the wide-open office door and asked with a smile to Hugh Spade who was taking a nap inside.
"Of course not, Mr. Charles, what is it is me...Oh..." Before Hugh Spade could finish his greeting, a police officer appeared outside the door, which scared him.
The janitor pointed at the police and introduced them to Hugh Spade: "There are two officers who want to see you."
" But I only saw one." Hugh Spade's nervousness flashed across his face, and then he smiled and said, "Are you lost in our beautiful Sinclair Elementary School? Please come in and sit down, officer."
"Another police officer went to the principal's office to learn about you, Mr. Hugh Spade." The policeman looked to be in his forties, with a weathered face. He walked up to Hugh Spade, stared at him expressionlessly, and tapped the three silver olive branches on his shoulder with his fingers. "I am Lenny Cotton, a detective sergeant at the Warwick Police Department."
Hugh Spade swallowed nervously and tried to smile: "What's the matter, Sergeant?"
"When we were admonishing a high school student, we learned that he had bought some addictive psychiatric prescription drugs from you three days ago. We would like to ask you to return to the police station to cooperate with the investigation. This is a document signed by the chief of the Warwick Police Department. You can keep it for yourself." Lenny Cotton took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Hugh Spade.
Hugh Spade cursed inwardly, but quickly recovered: "Mr. Officer, as far as I know, even if I sold some prescription drugs, the most I would get would be a reprimand and a talk, and I would be put on a list of people to watch out for. There's no need to make such a big fuss."
Lenny Cotton glanced at the gift Hugh Spade had placed on the table to give to his girlfriend when he got off work. "The latest electronic constant temperature milk warmer, huh? Forty-seven dollars. From what I know, if you don't have a part-time job, you probably can't afford this thing based on your income."
"Mr. Officer, you have to show enough respect to me. I am a teacher, not a criminal." Hugh Spade thought he understood drug control. That little bit of drugs was no reason for the police to treat him like this, so he responded in a bad tone.
Lenny Cotton nodded without comment. "I understand your feelings, but all the members of the Holy Cross High School Parent Committee obviously don't think so. The drugs you sold almost made those chosen ones addicted to drugs. Besides, do you really think that selling 150 controlled prescription drugs at a time is just a warning? There may be a warning, but it's not just a warning. First of all, you have to come back to the police station with me. I give you the greatest respect. It's best if you don't force me to take away the drug dealer before I treat you as an elementary school teacher instead of a drug dealer. Cooperate and walk out and get in the police car. Now."
