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!"

silent and advanced toward me. I backed away nervously and

out the woman's identity, something even more

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 to approach. I knew they had planned to catch me in

feign composure while nervously retreating. I regretted Atlas's advice to wait in the office for him to come and pick

only my car keys were in my hand. I knew trying to reach for my phone to call for help was impossible. Moreover, my car wasn't in this section. Instead, it was in

away with this,

you guys are! There

security patrols are

my fiance is on his way. You

for a chance

woman scoffed. I knew for sure she was a woman after that. I immediately