If it were in the past, I would never have taken such a young boy seriously.
But Oscar was different. Despite his youthful naivety, his persistence greatly displeased me. How "pathetic" had I become that a mere youngster dared to covet my wife for so long without giving up?
As I pondered in the room, I suddenly heard footsteps outside, followed by Laura's voice. I squinted my eyes. I still remembered the voice of Kylia's friend.
"Officer, I've brought evidence of Fritz's wrongdoing. This recording contains Fritz's own words, without any falsification."
Just as Laura finished speaking, Benjamin pushed open the door. Laura was a bit surprised. "Mr. Hartling, what are you doing here?"
"Where did you get this recording pen?" I asked.
"From the last time you came to rescue us," Laura repl
