At the time, Titus Zane had no idea what was happening, and wanted to follow, yet he worried that Nathan Moore would take his anger out on himself.
So, he could only brace himself against the viewing platform, watching from a distance.
Lying in his own room on the fourth floor, his mind was haunted by the image of Nathan Moore rushing into the night, holding his sister as they entered the ambulance.
She was not a malicious woman, and she always felt deep guilt about her sister's situation, while also being deeply concerned.
He had no idea how his sister, who had been taken away by the ambulance again, was doing now.
Vaguely, there came the sound of an engine starting, approaching closer and closer, and Titus Zane shot out of bed, running barefoot to the front of the viewing platform.
Driven by a sixth sense, he felt it must be Nathan Moore returning.
