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Holt saw the detective named Kane lighting up a cigar as the crowd began to separate themselves from the previous spectacle of the homeless man being possessed by a demon. The dark red demon itself, bearing dual horns on its head in addition to having a large jaw. Holt didn't hesitate to tell the detective what had been going on, including the details of the homeless man serving in the war. 

"That's what he told you?"

"Yes." Holt spoke saying his testimony in front of Kane, although the boxer soon had his eyes locked onto the Haverton detective's gold badge, which had the American eagle as its logo, spreading its wings.

"Orson Kane." Kane spoke his full name. "Senior Haverton detective."

"Senior? You must really be up there in the ranks then." Holt commented. 

"I only do what my job requires me to do."

"What's with the Hellfire Arm then?"