Leo paid no attention to the parking attendant at the entrance. His curiosity about the man's strange necklace was merely a little curiosity and held no great significance to him.
He simply kept walking with Catherine behind him, while Catherine seemed to be in a daze,
following Leo's footsteps the whole way, her expression vacant as she wondered what to do.
But Leo understood how great the damage Catherine had suffered was. Roz was a good man, no matter how one looked at it,
he truly was.
He had a job.
He had married and had a child.
He had a house and a car, and was in good health. He had originally possessed a wonderful future ahead of him, one where he could watch his child grow up and enjoy the happiest moments in the world.
Yet he had encountered such a disaster, and the reason it had happened was his attempt to do what was right, the sense of justice in his heart.
Although in the United States, such justice seemed truly laughable, there might have been hundreds of people passing by when those things happened.
But everyone had seen the two burly bodyguards concealed in the darkness, and all of them had simply passed by as if nothing had happened. Never mind stepping forward to save the victim; not even one person had called the police.
At least according to the information Leo had obtained, that was indeed the case, because emergency calls were routed to the big-bearded man's precinct based on proximity.
But judging from the big-bearded man's records,
no relevant emergency call had been received.
Yet Roz,
among the hundred people who had passed by,
was the only one who had tried to do the right thing, and he had lost his life because of