My boss was escorted into the police car. Pale-faced and frail, she seemed nothing like the figure I had imagined.Behind me, Lloyd had already changed into his clothes and stood quietly."Who would've thought?" he said, his voice carrying a mix of disbelief and curiosity. "Is this really related to that health report?"I didn't elaborate, but that report had indeed been a turning point. "Yeah. And honestly, I should thank you. You've helped me twice now."Lloyd laughed, a relaxed, warm sound, and waved it off."There's no need for thanks. After all, I still owe you for helping my brother."Only then did I remember—his younger brother had been sick, and I'd introduced them to a renowned orthopedic doctor, even booking an appointment. I had no idea how his brother was doing now.I mimicked his casual gesture. "No thanks needed. But by my count, you still owe me one!"The middle-aged officer approached, his expression calm but purposeful. "Ready to go? I can give you a ride back.
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