Chapter 106. Luck and Coincidence

Next to me is whatever had fallen from my hand earlier a while ago; a key card. Did I just get lucky out of coincidence, or is it a purposeful blessing cos I can’t define the possibility of having such key to freedom at an exact time when there’s a gunshot.

What sort of grace is that? It’s like someone told these guys to save me, like a sort of divinity ploughing the fields for my good.

The opportunity won’t come twice. So, I quickly grab the key card. and, finally, my motivation rushes in like ocean torrents.

Struggling to my feet, I unlock the door with the card before stepping out.

The gunshot noises go on repeatedly, clouding my brain, yet the one thing it doesn’t cloud is the strange man’s mention of Mellow.

How did he know Mellow?

Did she send him to me, seeing that she and I just met some time ago?

Is she here right now?

These questions thread through my brain, knitting with the idea of satisfaction and bliss—a feeli