Glancing inadvertently at the public trash bin by the roadside, Silvia Baxter suddenly remembered the first time she had handed flowers to Julia. Julia had no reaction at all then, but she only sneezed the second time Silvia offered them. Silvia chuckled to herself. Julia was clearly lying. She doesn't have a pollen allergy at all.
"I fell for your trick," Silvia muttered, her smile deepening. An intelligent woman... she liked that even more.
Pressing down on the accelerator, she turned the car around and drove away. Time was on her side; she had plenty of it to get closer to Julia.
「At the Police Station.」
It was past closing time, but Benjamin Robinson was still in his office. James Horne sat opposite Benjamin, now clear-headed. Not far away, a middle-aged man with a bruised and swollen face sat. His emotions were running high, and he kept saying, "He hit me, I'm going to sue him, sue him!" Next to the middle-aged man, two police officers were trying to calm him down.
