What was up with him? I looked up in confusion.
Under the dim light of the corridor, Leonard truly didn't look as cold and distant as before.
He smiled indifferently and flicked his cigarette. "I feel... great."
May opened her mouth, apparently wanting to say something, but Austin shot her a look of warning and led us towards the outdoor parking lot.
He drove an Acura MDX, and it was one of the latest models. It was expensive yet low profile, like himself.
I got into the car and asked May, "Why'd Austin come here?"
May scrunched up her nose and answered, "I called him over."
Austin started the car and smiled at me. "May said that you'd ran into some trouble. I came because I was worried."
"Thank you," I said sincerely.
...
This was already my second time thanking him in one day.
