From the scent of the person who was behind, Charles could tell that it was none other than Augustine Wales.
'What the hell!' Charles thought, biting down on his lower lip. "Augustine, Freda is behind us," Charles mumbled, his teeth clenched, his heart racing.
Charles felt a wave of uncertainty, pondering on how he would have to explain the situation to Freda and he was extremely scared of how Freda would react.
Augustine who had heard the mumbled word of Charles instantly swallowed his saliva hard while taking in a deep breath.
Augustine wore a face cap on his head, and his office attire consisted of a sharp black suit paired with black trousers.
Beneath the suit, a crisp white long-sleeve shirt added to the formal look.
"What am I going to do?" Charles was being questioned by Augustine in a low voice that was barely above a whisper.
"Hey, Charles, do you know him?" Freda asked, her voice tinged with confusion as she tried to make sense of the situation.
