Of course not

Just like the mysterious King Rock said, the police arrives only a minute after he and his men left. Two patrol officers arrive at your home and ask you very carrying what has happened. You give fuck about King Rock’s orders and explain them exactly who was here and what he wanted. You also show them your badge and your weapon, so they know you are a colleague.

The officers nod and promise you to keep your cooperation quite. They also ask if you are hurt but you ensure them you are fine. When they are gone you lay down at your bed exhausted. This evening was shit and you really hope to find some peace in your dreams. At least tomorrow is weekend.