Before I could think of leaving the building in his absence, I met him sitting on one of his grey couch with his fingers busy on his laptop.

" I..." I stammered, holding my purse tight.

" You don't have to worry about Mrs Johnson, she's aware that you are with me. "

" Thanks about last night, and... for accommodating me in your house. "

" It's okay, " just like that? " I can drive you back to the camp if you want, or I can have my driver do that instead. "

" I... will prefer your driver to do it. " He picked his phone from...