The helping hand

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Bruno’s trance broke by the jolt he felt on his shoulder. He looked up and saw Phillip who was calling while shaking him, “Boss, we need to go to the police station. The car is ready. I have called the lawyer. He will be there soon.”  Bruno only nodded feebly. He was so lost that he had no idea when Phillip called the lawyer. Phillip pushed the wheelchair towards the car and within a couple of minutes, they were inside the car. The driver ignited the engine and stepped on the accelerator. The speed of the car was not very fast nor slow. Phillip felt terrible to see Elijah’s anxiety. His boss had fallen badly to his wife. He sighed and said “Boss, she will be fine. I think Jay has not let her take that wine and in this case, the police couldn’t detain her.”  He was trying to console him b

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