Dwayne left the hospital and immediately got into the car.
After answering a phone call, Margaret turned around and said, “Mr. Lambert, Rogelio has been sentenced. His lawyer hinted to him, but he still refused to admit his mistake.”
Actually, as long as Rogelio is willing to admit his mistake, the lawyer has a way to ensure that Rogelio only needs to be sentenced to two years, with a one–year suspension of execution.
Unfortunately, Rogelio and Ms. Acosta had similar personalities, and whenever they encountered something involving Ms. Frazier, they refused to back down and insisted on confronting Mr. Lambert head–on…
Dwayne fastened the cuffs, “He wants to go to jail, then let him have his wish.”
“But Mr. Lambert, why didn’t you tell Ms. Acosta that actually…”
“Are you being secretive?” Dwayne tapped on the dial, his face darkening. “Did I give you too little work to do?”
Margaret said, “…”
The scumbag is dead, I’m speechless.
Here, the police station.
Rogelio was locked in a room with six or seven other inmates. When the police left, a man with floral tattoos on his arms looked Rogelio up and down and said, “You’re the new guy, right? Your name is Rogelio, isn’t it?”
“Who are you?”
Rogelio saw the other person’s unfriendly look and became a bit cautious.
The man grinned with a toothy smile, slowly got up, “There’s a boss who wants us to take good care of you.”
Rogelio pointed at them and said, “What are you doing, trying to fight? I’m telling you, there are cameras here.”
“Monitoring?” The man with the floral tattoo sneered, raising his chin. “Take a look for yourself?”
Rogelio turned around.
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