"You let them take your blood?" Minji exclaimed.
Zeno nodded. "They had a warrant. Having beef with the police is never a good thing, you know?"
Zeno knew first-hand how that felt!
"Zeno," Minji sighed, shaking her head. "You're not that kind of person. You rarely went out of the house when we were younger. Drugs? Taking money from sick people? You didn't even want to smoke cigarettes when we went to that retreat once."
Doha nodded in agreement. "Is your company doing something?"
"They're going to deny it," Zeno said.
"That won't be enough, though," Eli muttered. "Have you tried contacting those people you interacted with?"
Zeno shook his head. He couldn't even remember the herb man's face, and Kwong's wife must be in the hospital, ready to give birth or probably on the verge of labor!
Eli ran his fingers through his hair. "So, that's it, huh? You're not even going to do anything?"
"I will lay low for a month and then find a new job," Zeno answered.
