Sunny studied the luxurious interior of Mordret's opulent PTV, feeling a little… no, he was definitely not envious. Not at all!
'Whatever. There's no mobile command center or essence converter here… bah! There's no bed, even. What a peasant.'
He cleared his throat and opened a notebook.
"So, Mr. Mordret, would you tell us what happened?"
Mordret checked his seat belt, then leaned back and sighed.
An opaque screen rose at a press of a button, separating the passenger compartment from the driver's cabin.
"Well… there is not much to tell, really. That truck suddenly turned, brushed against the escort vehicle, then crashed into my car and continued pushing until we both went through the railing and fell into the river. By the time I came around, water was already streaming inside, and my driver was unconscious. So, I grabbed him and swam to shore."
Sunny pretended to note something with his pen.
"And then what happened?"
Mordret shrugged.
