Sanford cried out and hurriedly embraced Alice, shielding her from me.
"Lacey, why did you hit her? She's dead, how could you hit a dead person?"
I gritted my teeth, glaring at the two of them huddled together.
I pretended to be heartbroken, my hands continuously moving.
"I told you to go home, but you didn't listen and ended up in Sanford's car. See? If you had listened to me, you wouldn't be dead."
Feeling guilty, Sanford grabbed and held onto me tightly.
"I just happened to run into Alice on the way. Please, don't be sad, my dear."
His guilt made him try to appease me.
He just let me hit Alice.
"Don't be too sad. Alice wouldn't want to leave you like this," Sanford said.
I stopped and looked at Sanford.
"I told you to take care of my best friend, but you let her die. Why don't you die instead?"
Using my rage, I hit him and then felt much better.
He touched the blood on his lips, angry but silent.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled out my phone and called the nearby hospital.
Sanford quickly tried to stop me.
"What are you doing?"
"This clinic isn't legitimate. Can its death certificate be trusted?"
A doctor hiding in the back immediately jumped out.