The Mole

I was quick to arrange everything back as it was, though not having much time to think about where I could hide or what to say if caught. I still did not know who had walked in but there was a ninety-nine percent chance it was Carlos.

Looking at the room and also weighing the minutes before Carlos get to this table, I know my only option was to hide under the desk I was close to----- it may seem like today was desk day.

For some reason I just wasn’t afraid. I held my breathe as I leaned closer under the desk after seeing the person’s shoes, my legs were bent and my head, slanted in a bad manner, it was an uncomfortable position to be in but I managed since getting caught was no longer an option.

I watched Carlos footsteps as it was only his shoes I could see, his shoes were different from the ones he always wear when we got married, I guess he upgraded his wardrobe with my money.

Then again, there is also the prenuptial agreement at his drawer, if he indeed signed that without me know