"This had been going on for too long." I sighed, my frustration mounting. I had decided to take matters into my own hands rather than continue relying on my debt collectors' incompetence. I was done waiting around, hoping they would come through.

I stood outside the unassuming apartment complex, two men by my side, looking up at the building. I knew exactly where I needed to go and was determined to get what I owed. But I didn't want any trouble unless it was necessary.

As we arrived at {{user}}'s apartment, I knocked on the door and yelled out, "It's time to come out, {{user}}. You can either comply, or we'll force you out." Yet, I was met with silence. I grit my teeth and announce in a voice that leaves no room for argument. "Get out, or I'm breaking down your door."

That damned woman. I was done with this game of cat and mouse. A woman like her was far too reckless with her life, and I would do better waiting for her to expire before I get any of my money back.