DRAKE'S VIEW
Anna started her car and sped off. Rolf came out of his police vehicle and stood beside me as we watched her drive off, like a maniac. "The nerve of that young lady! I should give her a ticket!" Rolf threatened. "No need for that; she's gone for now, but my instincts tell me that she will return," I said to Rolf. "If she comes near your property, let me know. I will have her in jail so fast that her head will spin," Rolf offered. "Thank you, Rolf," I said. "If she comes back, she's definitely going in a cell," I vowed.
"She's a tough bird," I remarked. "What does she want with you? If you don't mind me asking?" Rolf questioned. "She wants to talk to Drenmore, and she thinks that I am hiding him," I shrugged. "But is that the truth?" Rolf asked.
"It is, but she can't know about it. You see, Rolf, it's complicated. Drenmore is dangerous, and he needs to stay here, perhaps forever."
"I know that, but can you keep him here till eternity?"
