Chapter 1277 You Should Keep It Yourself

• And when Rebecca North glanced down, she spotted a black traffic patrol seal stamped across the torn slip. That kind of thing comes straight off a machine, so the seal isn’t red. It’s black, printed like any other line of text. Seeing it made her even more sure.
• “Gale Bush, at this point, what’s the point of trying to scare me with this?” Rebecca scoffed.
• “I suggest you take a good look at the form and see whose name is on it. Is it the incident report for this exact mess?”