The company car was going to leave him. That would mean a mile’s walk to the place where he could get public transport.
“I’m right behind you!” he said to his colleagues who were taking the lift from the fourth floor and going to get into the car. He shut down his laptop and made a beeline for the stairs. He pulled out his phone to call his wife.
Three stairs down, he stepped on a shoelace and tripped. His phone flew out of the window at the landing. He followed.
He reached the ground before his colleagues after all.
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