Chapter 100

"Who are you?" She was horrified when she saw him, the man who had been stalking her. He looked more like a white collar worker in his fitting black suit than a stalker—but now that she thought about it, who said white collar worker couldn't stalk? They could, and the evidence was right before her. 

"It's nice to finally meet you. I admit, it was not an easy feat." He held his hand out to offer a handshake. 

"I cannot say the same thing. So if you'll excuse me, I have work to get back to." She risked going through the only available route and hoped he didn't have enough time to trap her. She was yet to sigh in relief when she managed to get close enough to her car to jump in when he spoke up. 

"Your car is…" He dropped the sentence midway, but it was enough for her to take a closer, more cautious look. The red flash of light beneath it caught her eye and she shuddered. Had he rigged her car?