Agatha Christie

Peter heaved his nth sigh while going back to his office, the man had heard such rumours which weren't rumours at all. It was indeed the truth, and how long could they conceal it? One day or another people are going to gossip about Alex's obvious condition. If not for Peter following the man everywhere, he would have lose his patience long before. Peter acted as a notification which reminded him of the situation and place they were in. 

When he reached the office he glanced at his slightly uncomfortable boss who was puffing a cigarette while watching out the floor to ceiling window. "Seriously??" The man entered amused by Alex. The latter shrugged without turning his back towards his secretary. "How many times should I warn you Alex!!" Peter came closer patting the person's shoulder who didn't budge. 

"Thanks for jumping on the time." Alex spoke puffing a deep smoke, then released it out through his mouth.