I storm into my office and pour a glass of whiskey what I drink at once, then I pour an other one, then an other… till Daniel walks into my office furiously and slams a folder on my desk in the front of me. He sits down while he is clenching his jaw tightly and waits for me to read it with a hard expression on his face.
“What is this?” I ask him and take the folder into my hands.
“Read it.” He says firmly. I have never seen him so upset. I take the papers out of the folder to read it. Right away I see a photo of her, she is smiling happily.
“What is this Daniel?” I ask him again and look at him impatiently.
“She said the truth all this time you a*sh*le and you? You beat her up like she is some kind of criminal or killer instead of checking if she said the truth or not.” He tells me fur
