Lucifer stepped out of the hospital through the window. The cars were still burning. The cops who had survived were so injured that they couldn't even stand up even if they wanted.
They held their guns firmly as they watched Lucifer stepping close to them.
"You must be the chief," Lucifer said, grabbing the chubby man by his collar.
He dragged the man's body with him inside the hospital.
"Go ahead. Call your department. I want all the cops in the city to be here in the next thirty minutes. If they're not here... Let's leave that to your imagination, shall we?"
"Oh, while you're at it, contact some media houses as well. I want to put up a show like this nation has never seen before. He wants to save the people? Let's see how he avoids coming here."
He gave a phone to the chief of police. "If I were in your place, I would act fast. That's all I'll say. I leave the rest to your better judgment."
