It wasn't until the police took Roco away that he remembered his purpose for being in Salt City on business.

"Hey! They hit me too! Why aren't you arresting them? What's the point of just grabbing me?" he shouted, still in disbelief.

Ultimately, he seemed to have suffered the worst of the beating. Both his hands were dislocated, and no one had mentioned anything about fixing them yet.

The police officer sneered. "Kid, do you know where you are? They are Salt City's money-making machines! Do y