Some Sympathy
At this point, all they could do was wait for the authorities to get here. Vigo was starting to feel a tinge of sympathy for his neighbor.
He wouldn’t want to be him when the police got here and started their interrogation. But his deeds had been inexcusable, and he would have to face the music.
And it was all down to his refusal to pay attention to what Vigo told him.