A kindly old man in a sharp white suit holds a door open for a mother and her two children, before making to board his train.
This genteel fellow smiles and hums all the while, giving any onlooker the impression that he is, at worse, an affable eccentric.
Unless this hypothetical onlooker should closely inspect the sizeable ring upon the gentleman's left hand.
Those who wear jewelry, habitually remove it when washing or scrubbing their hands.
Even if they were wearing the ring, while beating to death a group of would be assassins, they may habitually remove said ring.
And blood gets everywhere.
In contrast, the suit was heavenly white.
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