That's what I'm saying sir. They won't release her."
Jimmy bit his lower lip so hard that it began to bleed. He banged on the table again, too frustrated to say anything else.
"I'm coming over."
"Okay sir," Jimmy hung up.
"What am I supposed to do now?" He began to heave. He was getting stressed.
He took his car keys, and set out for the police station.
...
"We won't release her Mr. Robinwood. She committed first degree murder. We can't just let her go," the police inspector stood his ground.
"You don't understand. You have to let her go. Do you know the damage you are causing me?"
"Well, she is the one who caused damage to your reputation. She should know better than to kill a person," he shook his head, and continued with what he was writing.
"How much do you want? I'll give it to you."
The inspector looked up at him, "You want to bribe me?"
