Luke shook his head helplessly and entered the house through the open window. He signaled to the two SWAT members who were dragging the middle-aged man along.
Jim was one of the two SWAT members. He found it a little odd, but still pulled the middle-aged man upright.
Luke put the burgers and the receipt into the middle-aged man's cuffed hands. "Your burgers have been delivered. That'll be fifty dollars in total. No tip necessary."
He then took a few notes from the guy's desk, which amounted to fifty dollars exactly.
The middle-aged man: …
Jim: …
The SWAT members: …
Harrison, who was outside: …
After the middle-aged man was thrown into a police car, Luke gave the cash and the SWAT helmet to Jim. "See? You don't need to submit a work expense now."
Harrison's expression was strange, but he nodded in the end. "That's right. It's true that the guy wanted the food himself. Everybody here can bear witness."
