The Return Of General Tyler

The cops

"You don't have to call the police, the police can't help you here," Matteo said, his voice laced with a hint of warning, his eyes locked onto his wife's determined face. "Do you even know who you want to report to the police? He is the god of war, General Tyler. Do you think the police will arrest someone like him?"

Mrs. Matteo's phone fell freely from her hand, clattering to the floor as her eyes widened in shock. "God of what?" she asked, her voice trembling with surprise.

"God of war," Tyler replied, his voice firm and commanding, his eyes gleaming with a hint of pride.

Mrs. Matteo's face went pale, her eyes filling with fear as she quickly fell to her knees. "I am very sorry, I never knew you are the god of war. I have made a grave mistake," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Tyler's expression softened slightly, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. "Rise up, you did nothing wrong," he said, his voice firm but gentle.

As Mrs. Matteo struggled to her feet, her eyes