Mr Weston stared up at the towering building of the Sawyer Energies, his hands trembling as his heart was filled with uncertainty.
"Why do you hesitate...?" Minmayor whispered from beside Mr Weston, coming up behind him so his breath fanned right over Mr Weston's ears.
An already terrified Mr Weston trembled even more at the presence of Minmayor but his gaze remained fix on the office building ahead of him.
The very same building he had just been thrown out over ten hours ago, Mr Weston was still dressed in his tattered work suit, drenched from the rain after sitting outside for hours underneath the downpour.
At the time, due to the panic and confusion in his heart, he had barely taken notice of the rain pelting down all around him, soaking into the expensive suit he had purchased especially for the occasion of his promotion.
