WILLIAM’s frown deepened as he walked towards their table. He was still thinking about his encounter on his way to the women’s powder room. He was certain that he saw someone familiar came out of the powder room when he went to fetch Harley but he just couldn’t recall who it was particularly. The woman in blue suit’s head was lowered and when he turned at the corridor leading to the powder room. She was fumbling in her bag for something and when she found the black aviator sunglasses, she wore them immediately. William saw her face briefly and it made him stop in his tracks. He knows the woman but he couldn’t identify the name. When their eyes met, the woman looked to her left as if avoiding his gaze.
He sat down on his seat and waited for Harley. She said that he
