"Okay, I need to take you, Mister Jacobs," The officer snarled his name. "And you, Michel.... whats your last name?" He stared at Michel, waiting. Michel stood uneasily. "I-I, um, its, uh, um, I don't have one sir." He mumbled. The officer didn't look up from his pad, "Alright then, Mrs. Julie. I will contact his parents-" Michel's eyes were huge, and he looked at Danny. "And get this matter straightened out. Now, Mister Frank. We've been getting calls about you, and now, your coming to jail. On charges of animal cruelty." He handcuffed Frank and put him in his car. "He has other horses. Animal control is picking them up now. We will be taking them to an auction, which is on..." He looked at his phone, "Oh, tomorrow. Just wanted to let you know, but you look like you have enough on your hands. Thanks very much for your call." He grabbed Michel's shoulder, and walked him to the car.