"Angel."
"His reckless driving had almost killed a little boy. Angel saved him and she went to confront him. The men must have misunderstood that she was with him."
"That is not an excuse."
Roger stiffened. His icy and sharp voice was prickly like cactus, and he felt glad that he wasn't the target of his rage.
But this changed behaviour also shocked him. This was the first time he ever seen him so angry. For the Mafia King to personally admit it was a huge thing.
All this time, nothing much ever affected him, but ever since he crossed paths with Angel, he could feel the ripples of small changes forming inside him. He did things that he never imagined doing them.
The drastic decision to move into her apartment complex was one of them.
Henry crumpled his report in his fist, expressing the anger surging in his chest. He felt his breaths grow rapid and restless. He didn't want Angel to stay there a second longer.