"Mr. Hughes, it's a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding, how is this possible?" The traffic bureau chief on the other end of the phone was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat as big as beans dropping down. Who was so oblivious to dare stop this big shot's car?
The newly recruited policeman listened as he repeatedly called out the chief's name, watching the man's arm stretch out from the car, the cufflinks gleaming coldly in the dim light, distinctly marked with an "H".
He cautiously took the phone and brought it to his ear, "Hello?"
Before he could finish speaking, the voice on the other end sharply raised by eight degrees, as if trying to leap out from the luxurious phone.
