Sylvia and another nurse finished tending to Eugene’s wounds just as the police stepped in to ask squestions.
Eugene recounted everything he'd seen and knew.
He explained that he'de with a friend, who happened to know the owner of TENDA. They'd ended up in a private lounge,
chatting.
When Amy entered, Eugene thought she looked vaguely familiar. But with so many people in the dimly lit room, he didn’t realize
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshe worked for Sylvia.
The TENDA owner and a few other men kept pushing drinks on Amy. Before long, she was so out of it she could barely stand—
clearly, it wasn't just alcohol affecting her.
She tried to resist, but Felix, the owner, slapped her and sneered, “Youe knocking on my door this late, pretending to be
innocent? Since you're here, even if your boss Sylvia shows up, you're not leaving with your clothes on.”
It was only then, after hearing that, that Eugene recognized Amy as one of Sylvia's employees.
He'd always despised Felix’s bullying ways; knowing Amy worked for Sylvia gave him even more reason to intervene. Eugene stood
up and said, “Mr. Matz, she cto discuss business. If she’s not interested, let it go. Why not call in a few hostesses instead?
Wouldn't that be more fun?”
But Felix was drunk and wouldn't back down. He insisted Amy strip in front of everyone.
Eugene shielded Amy, and after a heated argument, things got physical.
Now, in front of the police, Eugene left out the details. He simply said Felix was forcing a girl and he couldn't stand by and watch.
The officer asked, “How are you feeling? If you're able, would you minding down to the station to make a statement?”
“Of course,” Eugene agreed, nodding.
Sylvia stood up. “I'lle with you.”
Eugene quickly turned to her. “No, you don’t have to. It's late, you should get srest.”
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