‘Your father's alive,’ she told us. ‘Thank God, he's alive.’
’Where is he? What's happened?’ asked Ibrahim.
He's at a police station. I don't know what's happened.
There's some kind of a problem. He didn't have a car accident, but the police want to ask him questions. I'm going to phone your uncle and ask him to go to the police station now. He can phone us when he knows more.' said my mother.