CHAPTER 67

The sheriff made his way towards Leonid, and Anger stepped in front of the middle-aged sheriff. He raised a brow at the sheriff as if asking him what he wanted. The sheriff pulled out his badge and showcased it in front of anger.

“Jonas Williams….”

“Sheriff, what do you want?” Satan inquired. “We care less about your identification; we can see your outfit clearly.”

“You have to leave.” Saint snapped. “We broke the law; I get it; now could you leave?”

Jonas eyes widened as he glanced at Saint. “I am the sheriff; you have no right to speak to me that way. Do you know why I am here?”

“Do we look like we care?” Anger retorted. “We have to get into the hospital; someone is injured.”

The sheriff's eyes trailed towards Leonid. Amelia was glancing at his hand and wiping off the blood with a handkerchief.

“What happened to him?” The sheriff inquired.

“None of your business, sheriff.” Satan replied.

“Cops irk me.” Anger muttered under his breath.

“I am allergic.” Saint added.

Jonas gaze left L
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