Apollo only stopped punishing his son when the police and an ambulance arrived. A man stepped out of the police car—he was as big as Apollo and the others. He was alone, and when he saw what had happened, he just shook his head. Apollo looked at him, and they greeted each other. I was curious about who he was, so I stared closely at the man. He looked at me and nodded. I blinked because he bore a resemblance to Apollo. Wait—does he have a brother?
I then glanced at Arlo, who was now unconscious and bloody, lying on the ground.
“BABE!!!” screamed the woman who was with him earlier, rushing to his side. After what Apollo did, who wouldn’t pass out? Also, the police weren’t even arresting him—it seemed like they knew each other. The woman attended to Arlo, crying, as the paramedics took him
