he was paying the bill at the food court, for his sandwiches and cold drinks when someone from his back hit him hard on his shoulder brushing past him, turning around to see who could that be he saw nobody, there ought to have been someone near by , all that he saw was a woman's back crossing the main entrance , he could not tell who was she, walking at a fast pace, like and executive , he could have easily followed her if he was not hungry , he must eat first
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