"But those reporters..." Raouf looked worriedly at the reporters who were following them, about to surround the police car.
Without a word, Dean started the car for him. Regardless of any daredevils behind them, he made a sharp turn and drove straight at the reporters trying to block their path.
Facing the oncoming police car, the reporters cursed as they scrambled out of the way.
Only when they were a few hundred meters away did Dean turn off the engine. He lit a cigarette and shrugged at Raouf. "Buddy, when it comes to these flies, you've got to learn to be a little more ruthless."
Raouf indeed had a soft personality. He looked worriedly at the reporters who were slowly catching up. "If an explosion really happened and they got injured or worse, those reporters would definitely blame us officers."
