“Mugged?” Andrea’s eyes widened in shock. “You didn’t tell me someone mugged you!”
“They tried to take my bag and didn’t get it.” Hana swallowed and fixed her attention on the officer.
“What did they want?” he asked for the third time in ten minutes. “They must have said something. Nobody crawls around under a vehicle they just hit without reason. Can you remember upsetting anyone?” he pressed. “This is too much of a coincidence. Are you sure you can’t think of anyone? No niggling disputes or unpleasantness? No ex-husbands or estranged boyfriends?”
Hana’s face hardened at the mention of ex-husbands and her hands balled at her sides. The officer continued his tirade. “That registration number you gave us is not coming up either. Are you sure you remembered it right?”
“I’m going home,” H
