All distinguished guests never wished to be the ignored and neglected ones, so the Kodak family had a plethora of hosting duties.
Although this was the office of the deputy chief, it now seemed more like his own office.
He was sitting while the deputy chief stood.
"So... I can't take Fleming back?"
"Did you see his nose bleeding?" the middle-aged man asked, putting down his hands, his face somewhat handsome.
Wealthy people tended to be good-looking, as their wealth and status afforded them more opportunities to enhance their genes.
His slightly curly brown hair lent him an air of nobility, making it hard to believe he came from a gang.
"Mr. Gory, the Mayor said Mr. Fleming must not leave..."
The man addressed as "Mr. Gory" leaned back in his chair, "I won't make it hard for you, I'll take him to get his injuries treated, and once the doctor says he's stable, I'll bring him back, how about that?"
