The Chanced Encounter 5

Caleb had seen many women swoon over him, latching at him like worms, desperate to get his attention. Never once had he thought that the situation could be vice versa. But Zsadin was not sparing him even a glance. She had entered the scene so swiftly and he was not letting her get away. She had mesmerized him totally, but now was not an appropriate time to think about it.

"We don't want to use force on a woman, just follow us. We won't harm you", his assistant was getting impatient as he scooted dangerously close to her.

"Hey, don't you think she is a bit familiar? Like I have seen her somewhere!", a staff member remarked to his colleagues, trying hard to recognize her.

"She is the same woman from last year, the one who broke the boss' nose", another staff member replied, seemingly uninterested.

"Oh yes! I remember her. She has become more beautiful though".

"Stop the flattery, call the boss. It seems we will have to cancel everything scheduled for today", he was annoyed at the thought.

Meanwhile, Caleb thought of a trap but before he could do anything, Zsadin hurled at his assistant, capturing his neck with her hands.

"What the fuck-", "Be quiet", Zsadin calmly murmured. And the assistant thought better than to make any noise. Zsadin revealed a gun and dragged him towards the door.

"Get down on your knees and keep your head down, everyone. NOW!", she yelled and everybody complied except Caleb.

"Do you need to be addressed specially, down on your knees!", Zsadin yelled at him as well. Slowly but steadily, Caleb complied, eyes on Zsadin. She opened the door and hit the assistant at a specific spot on his neck causing him to lose his consciousness. She took out a gas releasing grenade and dropped it. In an instant, white coloured gas started to spread and Zsadin swiftly threw the assistant and made her way back towards her car.She dashed towards her car and was about to reach her car when a wrist caught her and she felt a prick on her neck. She swiftly pushed the person back and aimed at him, her vision getting blurry.

'This bastard!'

Caleb felt guilty when her steps started to fumble, but what on earth could he do?

He was not a maniac but this woman had drawn him crazy. His disciplined life was turning chaotic and calm countenance had began to waver. He had become crazy for this woman, so crazy that he followed her out without any protection while she was helding a gun.

Her body began to lose control and just when she was about to sway from her feet- BOOM! A gunshot was heard, alerting Caleb and he tried to scoot closer to Zsadin.

'Who are these people?'