C53 By transaction

After being taken away by the police again, this is the third time in two days. I really want to cry, but I don't dare to say anything.

Surprisingly, instead of taking me back to the police station, he took me to the night market and sat me down at a barbecue stand.

"Boss, fifty kebabs, two boxes of cold beer!" the man yelled, then told me to sit down. I was stunned