Chapter 83 : Understanding the times

• “What the hell?” I spoke, glaring up at one of the bodyguards named Francis, who suddenly just got in my way when I tried getting into the car and heading out to meet Lionel and Tatiana for our picnic.
• We had planned on meeting up at our usual spot by four, so I stayed back after my work closed to get a few markings and gradings done for the tests I had on my desk. This way, I would not have to take them home. Once it was three thirty p.m., I stepped out of the office and locked the door, hoping to head out only to have Francis step out of line when I got to my car.
• He was doing more than his job at this point. I didn’t understand his goal, and I didn’t want to. I had a place to get to, and I didn’t want him to make me go late.