Chapter 44

That was not surprising. Hertha had tough days without her phone these days. Greg said, "I am here to return your phone." "Then why don't you give it to me now?" Greg moved his arm and said, "You're holding my arms. How can I give it to you?" "I don't believe you. Where is the phone? I'll take it out myself." Greg was helpless. "It's in the right pocket of my trousers." "Right! I told you, in the right pocket! What are you doing with the left?" "Hey, where are you touching?" Hertha pinched Greg and said, "Keep quiet. You know what? I should call the police to arrest you for stealing." Now Greg fell silent. Hertha finally took back her phone. She glanced at Greg and asked, "Did you rummage through my phone?" "I didn't do anything other than make calls." Greg was lying. Except for some selfies of Hertha, there was nothing