His breath puffed as Erhan ran along the way from the parking lot to the building of the Uludag taxi company, impetuous to see what he could find in the camera of the taxi's dashboard which brought Esma last night. His feet only stopped when he reached the lift. Gasping the air, his hand repeatedly pushed the button while his eyes stayed on the number above the lift's door.
He stepped inside in a rush as soon as the door swiped open and pressed the top floor where the main office was. He had made an appointment to meet the manager to watch the record of the dashboard.
Erhan's neck craned his gaze did not stray away from the number on the lift until it stopped at his destination. Not to miss any second, Erhan slipped among the men queuing to exit with his focus only on the way out.
Scram
