A father cannot surrender

"Damn you, Oz! Mobilize those damn troops! Now! Bring my daughter back here! NOW!"

Marcus Jersey had been yelling at his chief officer for half an hour. Like all great families, he also had a private militia. Too bad it wasn't doing its duty.

Jackson Oz, the chief officer, couldn't do nothing except remain silent while his master let off steam. Unfortunately, screaming wasn't very useful: the criminals didn't care about the people screaming, so they continue to remain hiding from the cops as usually.

Jersey screamed for the next ten minutes, then he finally calmed down. Jackson waited patiently. He had been at his master's service for years and he knew he was a composed, serious, and rational man; his fury of the moment was only due to the frustration of losing his daughter.