"I'll write it!" The Police Chief said in a pleading tone as if he couldn't bear the thought of Ryder misunderstanding him.
He wrote what Ryder said.
"I did it!" The Police Chief said after he finished.
"Good. Tear off that page and let me see," Ryder responded as he smiled. He wore rubber gloves as he walked closer to the man and took the piece of paper that was torn off from the notebook by the Police Chief.
Holding the paper in his hand, Ryder started reading.
"Good. You did good," Ryder said as he smiled after nodding in appreciation.
He folded the paper and gave it back to the Police Chief.
"Here, keep it in your pocket," he told the man.
"Why?" the Police Chief asked Ryder in confusion.
"Fine! Don't do it! You don't trust me at all! I'll jump off of this building and die!" Ryder said as he started walking towards the end of the roof.
