With a poorly hidden excitement, the manager received it- this time with both hands, like a prize.
"Kindly wait here sir. I'll be back in a moment."
Leading with his right foot, the short man swerved a full one-eighty in the opposite direction. Shoulders hunched, and head bent over in admiration of the vial in his hand, he stomped away- feet thudding on the whitened concrete floor, and steps echoing.
With the sound of his footsteps receding, Nexus kept his eyes on him until he disappeared behind the office door.
Nexus waited- counting a full ten seconds before his lungs collapsed as he exhaled a deep sigh of relief.
The nervousness of the encounter had arrested his heart, and his breaths. He had been holding his breath all through, while projecting a forceful, aggressive, confident front. More than once, he thought he had seen the manager's quirky eyes had seen through him.
Maybe he did.
Maybe he was just fucking with him.
