"I still need your change!" The taxi driver called out.
Pablo turned a deaf ear to him as he walked hesitantly towards the newspaper building.
The taxi driver shouted a few times, but Pablo didn't pay him any attention, so he gave up. He reached for the bill from the front passenger seat and flicked it with his finger. Then, he said to Pablo,""Thanks!"
With that, he stepped on the accelerator and drove off.
Pablo walked into the newspaper office building. His mind was blank. He didn't even know how he had taken the elevator to the editorial office floor.
As soon as he walked into the big office, several colleagues who were on duty and those who were called back to discuss the crisis all looked up at him in unison. One of them was hirkins, who was on duty tonight.
They all looked at Pablo with complicated expressions. Some of them had pity in their eyes, while those who didn't have a good relationship with Pablo seemed to be gloating over his misfortune.