Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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!"

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

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

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 to approach. I knew they had planned to catch me in the middle, with

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

hand. I knew trying to reach for my phone to call for help

away

you guys are! There

patrols are

way. You won't escape." I

for a

for sure she was a woman after that.