_Leon’s POV_
For a few seconds, I could not move.
I stood there beside the bed, staring at the doctor’s lifeless body while the silence in the room pressed down on me. My heart was still racing, but everything else felt strangely still, as if the world had slowed down around me.
Then reality hit me all at once.
I pulled out my phone with shaking hands and dialed my father’s number.
He answered after a few rings. “Leon? What is it?”
My voice came out tight. “Father… I found him.”
There was a brief pause. “Found who?”
“The doctor,” I said. “Mike Johnson.”
Another pause, but this one felt heavier. “And?”
I swallowed. “He is dead.”
Silence.
I could hear his breathing on the other side. It had gone slower and more controlled.
“Explain,” he said finally.
“I came to his house,” I sa
