The Family of the Victims

"More than that, he is Opal's uncle!" Jacques mocked. "Get lost!" Opal shot a glare at Jacques. "Distant one. Not close." The red-haired man panicked. "Who the hell are you?" "You will know soon. What is the hurry? Kneel over there if you don't want to be beaten up." Jacques gave the red-haired man a kick in the ass. The red-haired man, scared, led his men to the wall and knelt there. In less than five minutes, Roll arrived in a hurry. With sweat all over his head, he glanced at the four people kneeling by the wall. "Trouble again! Mr. Opal, how do you want to punish them?" "How? Arrest them!" Opal looked cold and sounded angry. "Mr. Opal..." Roll wanted to defend the criminals, but Opal intimidated him with one glare. Opal pointed to Jacques next to him and said, "This is Jacques, the youngest major in our country. Do you think you can protect the criminals?" "No. I will arrest them right away!" Roll gave in. He took out the handcuffs from his pocket and arrested the red-haired man. "