"Five hundred dollars…"
The woman let go of the counter and took a step back.
She rummaged through all her pockets, only to pull out a few crumpled bills.
"I don't have five hundred dollars…"
Tears streamed down her face.
"The factory shut down. Pittsburgh hasn't paid… We haven't gotten our wages in two months… We can't even afford rent…"
She suddenly realized she was in Pittsburgh right now—the city that was supposedly undergoing a revival, a city supposedly flowing with money.
Her voice trailed off, turning into a desperate sob.
"Why… Why is this happening…"
Leo stood a few meters away, feeling as if someone had viciously squeezed his heart.
Erie United Steel Company.
According to the original contract schedule, the first advance payment from Pittsburgh should have arrived in the company's account last week.
