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John rolled down his car window to talk to the police officer beside him.

"Did you just come from a nightclub?" This blue-eyed police officer asked.

"No."

The two police officers are now comparing John's license plate number with the license plate number of the car seen on the surveillance camera of the nightclub visited by Luna last night. They need help finding the license plate number of John's car.

"Can I go now? I have to go to the office," John said.

"Well, please leave, sir."

John closed his car window and started driving.

Luna took a peek at the policeman who had been far behind her. She was thankful that John didn't say anything about her.

"Tell me, Luna: why did you hide when they came?" John's voice sounded solemn.

Luna was surprised to hear John's voice, which seemed angry with her.

"Why do you want me to run from them?"

Luna is confused, looking for the right reason so that John is not angry with her. She had hit someone, and maybe John would be angry because s