Beyond the Divorce

It was past the usual working hours, so there wasn't a soul in sight in the basement. Carol had left early today and reminded me to head back sooner. However, I lost track of time because I was engrossed in my work.

As I traversed the basement, I heard hurried footsteps behind me before feeling a rush of wind. I turned and instinctively dodged, but I took a hit on my shoulder. It caused me to grunt in pain.

Before I could realize what had happened, another blow struck me. This time, I saw what hit me. It was a wooden bat. I sidestepped and shouted, "Who are you?!"

I noticed the person wearing black sportswear with a hood and mask to cover their features. I couldn't even make out what gender the person was. However, the person's slender figure hinted at them being a

woman.

"What the hell do you want?!" I demanded, retreating while watching the assailant. Suddenly, two more masked individuals with wooden bats appeared behind her.

I knew they were targeting me and had prepared for this confrontation. I soon realized they had trapped me. I pointed at the woman and shouted, "Don't be so rash! There are cameras everywhere!"

away nervously and asked again, "What do you want?!

I tried to figure out the woman's identity, something even more terrifying happened. The piercing sound of a motorcycle echoed

instinctively looked back, and the motorcyclist revved their engine at the entrance to Section E of the basement parking. The sound was intimidating, and I could almost imagine what would happen next. Meanwhile, the trio with bats continued

composure while nervously retreating. I regretted Atlas's

bag, and only my car keys were in my hand. I knew trying to reach for my

get away

you guys are!

patrols are

his way. You won't escape." I tried to

hoping for a chance to escape.

knew for sure she was a woman after