NovelEnglishIn the afternoon, Millie reached the hospital in the countryside.
From the doctor, she gleaned that her grandmother had been struck by a motorcycle, resulting in a fracture. During the surgery, a plate had been affixed to the broken bone.
Sitting by her grandmother’s bedside, Millie grasped her hand as if to give her grandmother sof her own strength.
“Joan, what about the person who did this? Did they apprehend him yet?”
Joan shook her head in response.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No. The moment he hit your grandma, he fled the scene. I tried chasing him, but he managed to escape. I was out in the field gathering vegetables, and your grandma was talking towhen the motorbike hit her. Then he sped away.”
Frowning, Millie asked, “Do you think the guy did it on purpose?”
After pondering for a moment, Joan replied, “Perhaps. There were no other vehicles on the road, yet he veered straight toward the side of the road.”
Millie clenched her fists, her anger ignited by the man’s callous actions against her grandma.
“Do you remember the license plate number of the motorcycle?”
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Distressed, Joan shook her head and replied, “No, I was in a hurry to save your grandma. I didn’t have tto think of anything else.”
Millie pondered, wondering who would intentionally harm her grandmother. The old woman was known for her kindness and had no conflicts with anyone in town.
She then resolved to contact the police to identify the culprit. She wouldn’t allow her grandmother’s accident to go unaddressed.
Turning to Joan, Millie inquired about the tand location of the motorcycle incident. The rural area had limited cars and surveillance cameras, but due to ongoing development, important roads were now monitored, offering hope of identifying the responsible party.
While they were talking, Roland approached them.
“Millie, you’re back.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUpon learning of Millie’s return, he went here to see her.
Millie glanced at him and then shifted her gaze to his injured leg.
“Roland, how’s your leg? Has it healed yet?”
“Oh, it’s feeling much better. I heard about your grandmother’s accident. If I catch the person responsible, I’ll make sure they regret it.” Roland drew closer and glanced at the old woman resting on the bed.
“Are you planning to involve the police? There is a police officer in town, Tobin Nicolas, with whom I am very close. If you need to call the police, I’ll call him right away.”
Millie nodded and said, “Thank you.”
Half an hour later, Tobin arrived, taking out his notebook to make notes.
“The incident occurred around six o’clock in the evening, involving a motorcycle. It took place at Zaire Pass and the culprit was headed towards Walbrzych.”
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