Losing his patience
At last, the secretary reappeared, instructing, “Follow me,” before briskly walking away without waiting for Bill’s response or even allowing him to gather his belongings. Opening the door to yet another empty room, she left Bill standing in confusion. Angrily, he demanded, “Where’s Mr. Hopfmann? You mentioned he would be here shortly!” The diminishing patience in Bill’s tone hinted at the mounting frustration, setting the stage for a potentially contentious encounter as he navigated the labyrinthine complexities of the lawyer’s office and the elusive Mr. Hopfmann.