DEVON
I could see smoke coming out of her ears as she glared at Sheriff Bolt. The man avoided meeting her heated glare and was much nervous when he got my call.
No matter how much he worshipped Elena, he was bound by his duty.
It was more interesting than I imagined.
"Miss Bell, we have orders of providing security to Mr Sanders and the factory. It is only advisable for you to take back this protest before things take a bad turn." The sheriff said in a loud and clear voice.
Elena now looked confused.
"I don't understand this all drama. We are here for a peaceful protest. We are not here for violence or breaking the law, Sheriff Bolt.
Then why all this pomp and show?"
She had barely finished talking when an object came flying from the air and hit a policeman directly on his nose. Without any protection to his face, his nose took the impact, and when he screamed in pain, holding his nose, we saw a large stone near his feet.
