False Accusation, Fatal Delay

Traffic was at a complete standstill on the highway. I clutched the cooler bag and ran.

Suddenly, two police officers stopped me.

"Someone reported you for transporting contraband."

I froze.

I glanced back and spotted Maya, the intern, covering her mouth as she laughed.

"That's her! There are drugs in that box!"

I quickly explained, "It's insulin in this box!"

"The patient has diabetic ketoacidosis. The ambulance is stuck in traffic. He needs his injection immediately!"

The officers checked and were about to let me go.

Maya suddenly shouted: