"Anyway, that's how it is. Salem Thomas is dead. You better brace yourself! Don't expect the people backing you to help; no one can save you when it involves a death!" said the policeman.
"Think it over carefully first, sort out the whole sequence of events, and then tell me everything when I'm back!"
After speaking, he leaned back and squinted his eyes, waiting.
He was contemplating how to handle this matter.
The policeman's instincts told him this case was unusual and might be tricky, because both this guy and Salem Thomas weren't ordinary characters.
He realized he might have gotten involved in some kind of power struggle.
"What are you afraid of? Just handle it by the book, and no one can do anything to me. I'll first see what this kid says, then check with the hospital to see if they've found anything,"
he thought to himself.
"Alright, speak up. Honesty will bring leniency!" After a while, he sat up straight and called out to Charlie Thompson.
I remained silent.
