From the parking lot to the departure terminal was a distance of about five to six hundred meters. Walter Schmidt ran through this space, completely ignoring how the pouring rain was saturating him.
From head to toe, he was drenched. Yet, only having covered a few hundred meters, Walter's clothes were soaked through.
But he didn't care, he sprinted into the departure terminal at full speed.
Since it was the international flight terminal, even though it was already eight o'clock, there were still many passengers coming and going. Upon witnessing Walter's frantic entrance, they all stopped in their tracks, shooting him curious scrutiny.
To the bystanders, Walter appeared anxious, looking as frenzied as a madman, yet his drenched figure didn't diminish his handsome demeanor.
His tall and muscular figure was enough to make many women look twice, some even casting appreciative glances.
