Ron caught his breath after running from the end of the corridor to Vern's place. He grimaced, breathing alternately with his mouth and nose. Ron stepped forward, rummaging through the pockets of his nephew's coat and pants for Vern's cell phone.
"Uncle, give me back my cell phone! And what's with these policemen, are they your allies?" cried Vern, who was trying to jerk his hands free.
"Sir, please take this lousy CEO to Mr. Jack's room," pleaded Ron turning to look at the officer without answering Vern's question.
The policeman nodded as if he understood the order from Ron, he refocused on handling Vern. The policeman called out, "Hurry up and walk!"
"Uncle, what did I do wrong? You two killed my father, why did the police arrest me?" Vern shouted with his hands cuffed behind his back. He was forced, even pushed by the police to walk as ordered.