Leo grumbled as he plopped down beside his sister on the bench, not forgetting to warn her, "Sis, listen up. Don''t go adding strangers on Messenger, alright? The world''s a wild ce, full of crooks and scammers."


    Mirabe silently watched the little princess, saying nothing.


    Leo scratched his nose, chickening out instantly, and quickly switched topics, "Sis, about yourputer skills..."


    "Don''t ask." She cut him off with a raised hand before he could finish, her expression stern.


    Leo was instantly choked up.


    Tilting her head slightly, Mirabe added, "Give me your hand."


    "What for?" Leo asked but obediently extended his hand anyway.


    Her fingers rested on his pulse for a few seconds before she let go, "I''ll prescribe you some tonics when we get back to help you recover."


    The car ident, although avoiding the most lethal impact, had shown that the little princess really needed some physical tuning up.


    Leo retracted his hand, nodding in agreement, suddenly falling silent.


    After a while, he chuckled bitterly, "You know, Jay''s brother is actually a decent guy. He always looked up to Jay. Probably knew how much Jay resented me being the captain of Neon Paradox, so he went to these extreme lengths."


    Mirabe nced at him, her voice icy, "Only the ipetent feel resentment. Some people are just not worth your sympathy."


    Leo drew in a deep breath, "You''re right, some people really aren''t worth the sympathy."


    He felt sorry for Jay''s brother, but the guy probably wouldn''t see it that way. If it wasn''t for his sister''s presence during the car ident a couple of days ago, he might not have been around anymore, and the incident could have turned into a far greater tragedy.


    Sometimes, a mistake is just that, regardless of nature.


    "That''s why being too kind-hearted just doesn''t cut it," Mirabe added, raising an eyebrow.


    Leo touched his nose again, feeling that this wasn''t so muchforting as it was a slight.


    **


    After leaving the hospital, Collins headed straight to Zach''sw firm and handed over the documents directly to him.


    After reviewing the files, Zach spoke icily, "This is premeditated murder. We go to the police."


    Collins''s first thought was to call the cops too, but having watched Jay grow up, he hesitated, "Zach, what do you think about letting him turn himself in? How about that?"


    Even though it was his brother who did the deed, Jay was surely implicated. Collins was inwardly a bit soft-hearted; after all, confessing is better than being caught, and the punishment could be less severe.


    Understanding Collins''s perspective, Zach, who might have stayed out of it if it were anyone else, knew this involved his own siblings. Pushing his sses up his nose, his gaze grew deep, "Trust me, getting the police involved sooner rather thanter is better than waiting for him toe to his senses and surrender."


    If Collins could trace it back to Jay, then surely their father had as well.


    A man in the hands of the police might find some mercy, but in the hands of the Chesters? That was a whole different story.


    Seeing Zach''s suggestive tone, Collins grew puzzled and paused before asking, "Why? You think Jay''s brother might run?"