An arm cannot wrestle against a thigh.
Lawrence did everything he could, but since Smith's officer ID fell at the crime scene, even trying to find a scapegoat wouldn't work. So, to maintain the last shred of dignity, he had to force Smith to turn himself in.
Of course, a final farewell was necessary.
The day after his tooth was knocked out, Lawrence prepared a few dishes and a bottle of good wine and then called his adopted son Smith over for a meal.
"Oh, Uncle Lawrence, is there something to celebrate today?" Smith exclaimed in surprise as he entered and saw the lavish lunch, grinning, "Let me guess, is it because my case is solved? I knew those Japanese would definitely give face to you, the General. Thank you, Uncle."
He hadn't taken the rape case to heart. In his view, as a U.S. Army lieutenant, with a father who's a Major General, what was wrong with raping a Japanese woman? Could they really send him to prison?
