Sinclair!" The chief too became slightly impatient. It was then that Shaun turned to him and smiled which gave the chief a sickening feeling. He along with all the reporters witnessed as in one swift motion the papers before Shaun were tossed in the air. The Chief gritted his teeth, he was so pissed but could only hold it in check. There were so many cameras.
"My name is Shaun Sinclair, Fifteen years old, awesome and a fighter. I would like to say one thing. No one takes my credit!" He shouted in the mic, uncaring of the repercussions. With every word spoken Fowler's face became redder and redder. He was so pissed that at any moment a blood vessel could blow in his head.
Shaun then walked from the formally set up post towards the cameras and reports. Fowler tried to hold his shoulder but his hands were pushed away by Shaun.
