The Strongest Ordained One

CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO

The front porch of the clinic was filled with uniformed officers. Incidentally, for the past few days Leon seemed to have a lot of run-ins with the cops, it seemed uniformed officers were virtually trailing him about.

But for a change, Leon wasn't the subject of assault that time, he just couldn't see whoever it was because the whole place was entirely swarmed. Not only were the cops trying to arrest someone but the crowd was massive too.

"Stop the car," Leon said to Hector who stepped on the brake promptly and he stepped down from the vehicle, looking at the front door.

It was the clinic he'd tried working at when he first discovered his talents. The rejection he received that morning after getting a laundered shirt and new shirt still hit him afresh as he walked to the clinic. Then, it felt like his entire life was going to end. He didn't know what to do and thought no one would ever accept him, a few months down the line and the story was entirely different. He almost coul