Michael Jackson |police captain|

— "Captain..."

"Shut up, I don't want to hear anything," the lieutenant said in a terrible tone, and Michael bit his cheek inwardly. "I told you clearly, we will catch this creature."

“But…” He wanted to make an offer to the lieutenant, but seeing how he hunched over, looked at Captain Jackson’s dark eyebrows and clenched his fist lying on the table, he silently nodded.

"You're free." The captain turned to his desk and locked his hands. "I'll catch you yet, I'll pull you out from under the ground," Michael whispered quietly under his breath, and a mysterious and sinister grin appeared on his face.