An hour later…,
|Orva left her apartment with Sinclair still there. She walked to work, which isn't that far, avoiding the odd glances from a few curious bystanders, and cautiously watching for the stalkers.|
"You're late." The manager points a pen at Orva the moment she stepped inside the store.
"I'm sorry…, Mr- sir?-" Orva struggles to let out a word upon seeing the manager. He was known not to be available, especially when he is needed to be available.
"Yes! I know, you did not expect to see me. Anddd… I don't like late coming, from my employees. As the manager of this great store, I wish that you do not repeat this same mistake again."
"I- I won't sir, I'm sorry." She apologized but remained at the entrance.
"Come on, get going. Get to work." He gestures to his back and Orva quickly made her way around him. "But-wait!"
"Sir?"
