"What? Unwilling to settle? They haven't signed the settlement yet?"
In a villa, Odica stood at the window with his big belly, holding a cell phone in his hand and wearing a white towel. He had just gotten up from the pool.
He had been out driving during the day and had hit a student. He had already spoken to the Department of Transportation and police, so he thought that it was settled. He did not expect it to be not over yet.
"You can't even settle a small case. Why the f*ck do I keep you?!" Odica swore angrily.
"Boss, they aren't willing to sign, and a lot of people have gathered in the hospital. We can't do anything to them."
"I don't care. You have to take care of this. The traffic police will cooperate with you. Don't come back if you can't solve it!" The fat man hung up angrily.
It was not the first time he had hit someone. He had killed several people before, and it all worked out fine with a little pressure and some money.