With two officers clutching his arms, Harold glared at Charlie in hatred as he was being dragged out of the house and shouted, “Hey, bastard, is this all your doing?”
Charlie grinned. “Take a wild guess.”
Christopher yelled from the top of his lungs, “Charlie Wade, you’ll pay for this! I’ll kill you myself!”
The leading officer scolded, “Shut up.”
Then, the group of police officers escorted all four of them into the police car and drove to the station.
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