Chapter 74 Thatâs Just My Tissue Finished While Benedictâs car was being searched, he ignored it and instead walked over to Benjamin, just as two officers prepared to search Benjaminâs vehicle.
Benjamin handed over his keys cooperatively.
âBenji, your friend here has some impressive driving skills, Benedict said with a smile; his eyes drifting to Benjaminâs car as it was opened. âItâs just unfortunate about the unexpected accident tonight.â
âMr. Benedict, shouldnât you keep an eye on your own car while itâs being searched?â Olivia asked, a faint. cryptic smile playing on her lips.
Benedict chuckled. âThereâs nothing in my car worth worrying about. Let them search.â
As the officers reached toward the backseat of Benjaminâs car, Benedictâs expression betrayed a hint of anticipation.
âIs that so?â Olivia said, her smile widening.
Suddenly, one of the officers pulled a small, crumpled white object from the gap in Benjaminâs backseat.
The moment Benedict saw what the officer was holding, an uncontrollable excitement flashed in his.
eyes.
âBenji, how could something like this end up in your car?â Benedict asked in feigned shock, turning toward, Benjamin.
Benjamin looked utterly confused.
âThe officers havenât even opened it yet,â Olivia remarked, raising an eyebrow at Benedict. âHow do you. already know whatâs inside?â
Benedict froze, nearly giving himself away in his eagerness for his plan to succeed.
âI.. I didnât mean it like that,â he stammered, quickly covering. âI just meant itâs surprising that Benji, whoâs always so meticulous about his car, would let trash pile up in it.â
By then, the officer had unfolded the crumpled tissue in front of everyone.
Benedictâs heart was racing so fast it felt like it might leap out of his chest.
But when the tissue was fully opened, it revealed... Nothing.
Benedictâs expression shifted slightly.
No. Thatâs not right. Where are the drugs!
The officer tossed the tissue to the ground, deeming it irrelevant.
Benedict immediately lunged to pick it up.
It was just a crumpled tissue.
âMy bad,â Olivia said apologetically to Benjamin, her tone casual. âThatâs my tissue.â
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Chapter 74 Thatâs Just My Tissue Benedict stared at the tissue in disbelief. âYours?â
Finished Olivia rubbed her nose with a shrug. âI caught a little cold earlier and tossed it in the car after blowing my nose.
Benedict flung the tissue away as if it burned his hand.
The heck!Did I just touch her snot?
The police finished searching Benjaminâs car shortly after. They found nothing.
Benedict was utterly dumbfounded. He distinctly remembered placing the packet of illegal drugs in Benjaminâs car. How could it be gone?
âYou look disappointed,â Olivia said, her tone light but cutting. âWere you hoping the officers would find something in Benjaminâs car?â
Benjamin, now alert, turned a suspicious gaze toward Benedict.
âBenedict, is there something youâre not telling me?â
Benedict, unable to make sense of what had gone wrong with his plan, quickly shook his head.
âBenji, of course not! Iâm just concerned about you, thatâs all.â
Benjamin frowned slightly, but Oliviaâs attention was already on the officers walking toward them, their expressions grim.
She raised her hand and pointed behind Benedict. Instead of worrying about Benji, you might want to start worrying about yourself. The officers seem to have something to say to you.â
Benedict turned around, only to find two fully armed officers standing right behind him.
âIs that car yours?â one of them asked sternly.
Benedict nodded instinctively, still too stunned to process the question.
Before he could respond further, the officers exchanged glances, their expressions hardening.
âArrest him immediately!â one of them commanded.
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