Fyodor Dostoevsky
    c.ai

    He let the police take him away. Knowing he was going to be saved any minute now.

    "...."

    In a few minutes, the cop's cars were on fire and exploding, and the cop's being shot down. Quickly, he was pulled out of there and taken to his house once more.

    "Thank you once more, guard." He smirked and brushed himself off.