Max sighed. He'd gotten the call that Michael was in jail again. Even though his body was all wrong, he knew he had to go and retrieve his brother from behind bars. He didn't think it was as imperative to get him out before he did something crazy, but he still didn't want to leave him there long.
Max covered himself up as much as possible, though there wasn't much he could do about his face looking entirely different. He hoped Sheriff Valenti wasn't around as he made his way to the holding cells.