Stop right there
As Freddie continued observing from the second floor, his suspicions heightened when he saw the mysterious man pointing something at Mr. Lane. The atmosphere seemed charged with tension, and Lane's obvious nervousness only fueled Freddie's concerns.
Reacting swiftly, Freddie reached for a small device and clicked a button, initiating a covert communication channel with Adam, who was still posing as a sweeper.
"Adam, can you hear me?" Freddie murmured discreetly.
Adam, aware and ready for any instructions, touched his ears and stopped sweeping.
"Yes, what happened?"
"We need to know about the man who donated money to this school," Freddie said urgently.
"I saw him walking with Mr. Lane," Adam replied.
"Yes, I am seeing them from the second floor. Can you go and see what they are doing?"
Freddie instructed; his voice low and filled with a sense of urgency.
"Okay!"