Accessory to a Crime?
Yankel, an average bal habos, living in Detroit, had an interesting morning.
He got up, davened, and had his usual mug of Sanka with a Danish for breakfast.
While walking from his porch to his eight-year-old GM minivan, he saw a murder on his front lawn.
Instead of calling the police, he calmly drove to work.
During his commute, he saw a large business that he knew had changed hands due to Ransom being paid, but again he just continued on his way.
When he got to his desk, his secretary asked him how his morning had been so far.
How could Yankel have been so casual about what he had seen?
Had he become a lawbreaker?
Indifferent to crime?