Unaware that he was being watched, he leaves strict orders to keep an extra eye on the machinery and to be on high alert, he also, instructs the Manager to hire two more security to be on high alert patrol before he leaves for home.
Driving at a normal speed of sixty kilometres per hour, when out of nowhere this van came blowing his horn bypassing the row of cars and fitting between the vehicle in front of him.
Becoming angry having to step on the brakes so his red Bently won't be smashed because of their foolish driving.
Having no idea what the rush was all about because there was enough distance to fit in if he was busy in front of the two vehicles before so why squeezed in, in front of him?
Hearing the squeaking sound of brakes at the back he looks at the review mirror seeing another panel van straightening up behind him.
Suspecting immediately that something was wrong when his stomach made a grumbling noise. How could I be hungry in a critical time like this, when he smelled burgers?
It was only then he recalled that with everything that has happened during the day and so many disappointments, he had completely forgotten to eat lunch.
Recalling the Assistant Director said that his mom was worried because he was being followed and the sound of these vehicles at the front and back made him a bit anxious.
Without signalling or indicating to the driver to the back his intention, he suddenly swerved the vehicle seeing a small space he speed through and get into the lane to the burger outlet. Hearing the driver in the vehicle behind him cursing him for his bad driving.
Brent knew he was wrong but he was given no choice, smiled seeing the vehicle behind him continue on the stretch because it had no space in the grove.
Feeling much relieved he slowly drives in, now and again he scopes around to make sure he was not being followed. He drives around slowly to find a park and he can now relax without being watched.
Knowing it was one-way and the panel van cannot obstruct the traffic by turning around.
At the food outlet thinking, this is good and no one will disturb him here, it is an out-of-the-way outlet. But why do I have this strange feeling that those two vehicles were following him, "will they double back but that will take a while, well by then I should eat and leave this place."
Relaxing as he went and bought a meal but the place was packed out. Noticing this one table with a chair available, and a young lady was sitting alone, He walks towards her and softly asked, "Excuse me, can I sit here?"
Observing when she lifted her head and look at him, seeing the furrowing of her brows indicated to him, he was disturbing her and she just wanted to be alone. She seem displeased but there was really no other available seat.