As I left the apartment, a small sense of contentment filled me. Even though the money I'd given them wasn't a fortune, it would provide some financial relief for a few months, easing their immediate concerns.
I didn't need to be a genius to see that their family was struggling. Perhaps this was the very reason Rak had chosen to work with a gang for quick cash. It was becoming clear that he might not have been such a bad guy after all. Just someone who had been pushed into a life of a gangster due to poverty.
Nevertheless ,I understood that no amount of money could truly compensate them for their loss, but it was the only gesture I could offer at that moment.
I got into my SUV, ready to leave the emotional weight of the apartment behind, and began driving.
