"Mr. Crane, can you start telling me what happened earlier?" The man in front of August was tall, black and with a face of someone that didn't like to waste time.
"That man was pestering my fiancée, and he laid his hand on her. I just protected her." August spoke seriously and without much emotion. He was stating the obvious.
"From the concierge's security camera, your fiancée doesn't seem bothered by the victim." Deputy Johnston showed the image he was referring to. Julie was sitting with her back to the lens on the pic.
"That's a photograph and she's facing the other way, how would you know if she's bothered or not? And this bastard is no victim at all! He's my cousin, who already hit on her in front of my own father . Julie is too polite to have sent him away. And I did see her scare
