#Chapter7 What??

I walk out from my office after the day's sales, I'm tired and I'm pretty sure I look it. As I walk down to my car, I have this uneasy feeling that I'm being followed. It's been three days since the first time and I wonder who could be following me secretly in this early evening. It's just six in the evening so I just don't get it, I look back but I see no one other than my clerks who are now chatting and enjoying the ending of the day.

I shrug out the feeling and continue in my walk to my BMW, when I finally get...