As he straightened his suit, Andrew slowly got out of his car.

The young man was charging at him, full of fury, but Andrew did not bother exchanging words. His eyes flashed coldly, and he raised a hand, ready to slam that idiot's face into the back of the car.

"Both of you, stop! Reckless driving and intentional collisions carry serious consequences!"

Just then, the law enforcement arrived on the scene. Four officers jumped out of their cruiser, surrounding the two men with stern expressions.

The punk clutched his bleeding nose and barked, "It was this son of a bitch! He started it! I'm Gary from the Hickman family. I'm on my way to meet Mr. Joe Driscoll, so you guys better handle this right."

The moment he dropped Driscoll's name, the officers' expressions shifted completely.

"Apologies, Mr. Hickman, we've reviewed the situation. You're not at fault. He is."

"If you're in a hurry to meet Mr. Driscoll, go ahead. We'll take care of everything else."

Their attitude did a