On the floor of the elevator were Glen's suit jacket, Nidia's coat and the like.
Nidia's collar was unbuttoned, and her boots were taken off and thrown on the floor.
Glen's shirt was rolled up, and three buttons on his collar were unbuttoned.
Unbuttoning two buttons would make sense, since men usually had two buttons unbuttoned in leisure time.
Three...
All right.
But it seemed a little bit dubious.
"Someone's coming. Hold on."
Glen looked down at Nidia who hadn't completely lost consciousness.
Nidia felt even colder when air conditioner blew her sweat.
"I don't know him, and you?"
Glen turned back, his arm holding Nidia, and was about to hand her over to the man outside the elevator. He said to Jackson, "She may need to be taken to the hospital."
Jackson looked at him coldly, his dark eyes full of anger.
Nidia was afraid that he would get mad. After all, when the elevator door was opened, Glen was about to give her artificial respiration.
