My Best Friend Framed Me for Stealing a National Treasure, So I Chugged Red Bull and Hit the Road That Night

Given a second life, I didn’t accept my best friend’s invitation to visit the collector.

I downed two bottles of Red Bull overnight and drove onto the highway.

When the traffic police stopped me, I blew into the breathalyzer myself.

Grinning from ear to ear, I climbed into the police car.

In my previous life, my best friend invited me to visit a famous antiques collector. While we weren’t looking, she quietly stole a jade ornament.

When the police found the stolen item on me, I fell to my knees and begged the collector to testify on my behalf.