Chapter Fifteen

The policemen scanned Peter then turned back to Mr. Sanders, "What proof do you have that this young man here is a card thief."

Mr. Sanders smirked confidently, "I'm a citizen concerned for other people of the higher class, this guy here came in with a card that clearly doesn't belong to him, if you make some investigations, I'm sure you'll learn that the card is indeed stolen."

"There have not been any reports of a stolen card lately, however we'll still investigate the matter. Young man, I'm afraid you'll have to come with us." The policeman turned to Peter.

"Is it a crime for someone to purchase someone with their own money? The card is mine, and this man here is making baseless claims."

"Hmph, then prove the card is indeed yours. What job do you have? Do you think a nobody like you can afford this precious car, you obviously stole the card." Mr Sanders spat.

Peter didn't feel the need to keep arguing with the man, so he pulled out his phone and dialled a number.

"Hello miss Lane,