After enjoying the cup of tea with Katherine and Violette, Alexander excused himself afterwards, under the pretext he had things to do at home. Alfred offered to bring him back home, but Alex refused his lift.
"I want to try something out to get home by my own means. Thanks for offering, though."
Alfred shrugged, uncaring since it wasn't his business.
Once Alex was off the property, the iron gate closing behind him, He looked around to situate himself. He had been here a few times by now, and remembered the path home.
But what he wanted to do was beyond just walk or run home. As he looked around to locate the direction of downtown, he also looked around to see if anyone was looking in his direction.
He only saw a little boy, no older than five, looking at him from a second-floor window, on the opposite side of the street. No one would ever believe what he was about to see, so Alex discarded his presence.
