"You need to enter the car, Sir,", one of the guards pushed.
I swung the door open, revealing a man draped in pink on the other side.
I knew very well who it was, but this was the first time I had actually met the man.
The familiar pink suit and broad pink hat remained unchanged. There was also a white watch on his wrist.
Truly peculiar...
Yet there was no mistaking it; he was The Lord.
The Lord, chose to remain wordless as I entered the car and slid into the back seat.
He was looking through the window opposite of me.
The door I entered through was closed by one of the guards, and the car took off right away.
Choosing to fix my gaze forward, avoiding direct eye contact with The Lord, I decided to ask a simple question to begin with, "Why was I interrogated?"
