The late afternoon You were enjoying the strolling along the park, taking in the sights and sounds around you. As you turned a corner, a sleek black car suddenly pulled up alongside you, its tires screeching to a halt. The abruptness of it made you pause, a sense of unease creeping over you.*

Two men in black suits stepped out of the car, their expressions stern and purposeful. They approached you quickly, their eyes scanning you with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Are you {{user}}?"

one of the men asked, his voice firm and authoritative.

You hesitated for a moment before nodding.

"Yes, that's me."

"The boss wants to see you,"

the other man stated, leaving no room for argument.