69: Where's the phone?
He felt his heart sink wildly as he quickly picked up the papers that were spread out, his hands shaking a little. He looked at the empty space inside them and realized that he did not yet have the required license. He wondered how these empty pieces of paper ended up in his car.

The guard's eyebrows furrowed, his eyes narrowing. "You see? The hell do you wanna fool? Me?" He raised his index finger and pointed it firmly towards his own chest.

Henry shook his head. "Listen, it's not what you think. Alright, fine, this car belongs to my boss. Are you okay with that? He instructed me to go into the restaurant and take his phone."

Left with no alternative, he just decided to admit that the car was his 'boss's' and he was here to help him take his phone. Arguing with this short-sighted guard would not end up in anything fruitful.

The security guard responded with a disapproving shake of his head, accompanied by a scornful scoff. Henry couldn't help but wonder what the thoughts swirling wi
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