In My Desperate Time

I've never seen anything like that before. I feel really shaken.

Standing where I am, I don't dare move.

In fact, everyone present stand there without movement.

Besides Frances who is twisting like crazy.

"You're under arrest on suspicion of drug trade. You're surrounded by us. Hands up and don't move."

With so many guns pointed at, who would dare to move?

Anyone who tries to escape will be shot dead immediately.

After my heart steadies to its regular rhythm, hopes come back to me.

The police are here. Frances is saved!

They march forward and take everyone under control.

We are all handcuffed. I know I'm going to the FBI, but I don't care at all.

All I care about is Frances.

He is the one and only reason why I come here.

Leaving everything behind, I shout at the FBI, "Save him! He's taken drugs! Save him!"

change my voice and therefore,

don't give

and carried to a speedboat. The rest of us are taken

their guns all

to side, then he pushes away the policeman beside him and jumps

into the sea. With the dim light, I see the

stares blankly at what is occurring in front of her. She will be in great trouble if she follows Mike's

two policemen

shore first,

later and are

take off the makeup on my

is slack-jawed

short interrogation, I am

is. I'm innocent, and I'm not afraid of

coming out, I ask her which hospital

doesn't

Mike's men, so Frances can't see anyone as a material

Frances' condition as a secret

want to know if he is alive or dead. I want to know how he

he lies on the boat

roll down my

me, saying, "What is your relationship with

"I am his..."

through, I am lost for

now, I have nothing to do with him. He is Hilda's