Both police officers were shaking their heads coldly even before Helen could finish.

One of them even asked, "Don't you think you're a little too concerned about your career? Also, you're now suspected of a drunken accident. Or perhaps you're trying to make it a hit-and-run?" "I-I'm not."

Helen sighed urgently. "But this negotiation is very important—"

"Wait."

Frank strode up past the yellow line, walking up to the puddle of blood. "Officers, may I ask where the victim is?"

Both officers were speechless. "An ambulance came and took him away."

"Took him where?" Frank pressed.

The officer snorted, waving him off impatiently. "Zamri Hospital, of course. Do we really have to spell it out for you?"

you you're

"What, is this an

I wouldn't dare. I'd just like to ask my wife a few

leveled a serious look at her. "Give

did as she was told, but her

"Yeah."

never believe that you were drunk driving, let alone

"I... Frank..."

she saw the determination in Frank's eyes, just as she understood how warm

the misunderstandings she had with Frank

much longer are you

soon had enough and started to drag

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