THE OZILLA GOLD SYSTEM

Chapter 50

The four of us had just walked into the station when a police officer came to meet us. I was wearing a black facemask which covered half my face from the nose down to my jaw, and so was Hollow Reaper.

“Can I help you Sirs?” the officer enquired unsuspiciously.

“Yes officer. My friend here is deaf and dumb. He was robbed on his way home from work. We're here to see the chief to make a personal complaint.” Risky said as he palmed 1,000 notes on the officer's hand. The officer felt the notes and noticed it was a good sum. He grinned.

“Right this way gentlemen.” He acted like a valet and guided us towards the chief's office.

“Sir. There are three gentlemen who wish to speak with you in private.” The officer said as he poked his head into the office.

“Okay. Let them in if they're really important.” his voice boomed from inside the office. The officer nodded and opened the door wide enough for us to go in. Then he saluted the chief and left.

“Take a seat and tell me how I may be of help to