Inside the office, the manager was still accompanying Drake when someone knocked on the door and walked in without instruction. The manager bristled – who could be stupid enough to interrupt him when he was with his most important client? He was about to open his mouth and say something when the staff member hurriedly started talking.
"Sir," he looked over at Drake. "Your brother is ill; he is vomiting in the bathroom!"
Hearing this, Drake immediately tensed and stood up.
"Take me there!"
The manager and the staff hurriedly took him to the mens' dressing room, not caring if anyone was inside or not.
In the bathroom, Angela was retching, but nothing was coming out now. Her stomach was empty of all she had eaten this morning which was not much. She flushed the toilet bowl and tiredly opened the stall, hoping there was no one outside. Her hopes were quashed when she saw Drake, the manager, and Aiken standing outside looking worried.
