Selina nodded in satisfaction. "That's exactly what I want. Let's have it tonight."
Luke said, "No problem."
Appeasing his partner with food, Luke drove the car into the police department's parking lot.
They went to Elsa's office and gave her the box of food they'd packed.
Elsa put the box in the bottommost drawer without looking at it. It was the special place for her food.
She needed to stash it first and eat it later, in case it attracted her colleagues like hungry wolves.
Elsa glared at Luke and said, "What have you done? You turned South Los Angeles upside down. Do you know what the news is saying? Some idiot reporters are saying that the police fought a hundred terrorists in the area and that there are countless casualties."
Luke smiled, unconcerned. "Boss, why don't you have food first, and we'll talk later?"
Elsa said, "My stomach is cramping because of you. I can't eat anything."
