Lance simply walked out, completely unaffected by the lure of money the police chief mentioned. Dismas followed suit. The sheriff hesitated for a moment before also picking up the girl and heading outside.
Now the police chief was truly at his limit. If he actually waited for the Church to arrive, they wouldn't care about a petty police chief like him. He would definitely end up on the pyre, and his whole family would have to join him in death.
"I'll talk! I'll talk! Don't go!"
But Lance didn't stop; he continued walking. Although Dismas and the sheriff did not understand, they still habitually obeyed. This act further agitated the police chief's nerves. Every step seemed to crush his heart, the immense pressure driving him to the brink of collapse.
"It was me! It was me! They promised to help me become the town mayor..."
