𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥'𝐬 𝐒𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧

"What are you doing at work?"

Carrie's heart skipped a beat as she read the mysterious text message. It had only been an hour since she started her new job at the prestigious law firm, and already she felt a sense of unease creeping up her spine.

As she glanced around the office, her eyes fell upon Matt, Foggy, and Karen. They seemed engrossed in their work, completely oblivious to the tension that had settled upon Carrie. Matt, with his uncanny ability to sense danger, appeared focused as he sifted through legal documents. Foggy, the ever-charming and witty partner, was deep in conversation with a client, his voice filled with conviction. And Karen, the determined and resourceful paralegal, was diligently typing away at her computer, her eyes fixed on the screen.

She typed a response, her fingers trembling slightly. "Who are you? What do you want?" she sent, hoping to unravel the mystery that had suddenly invaded her professional life.

The reply came almost instantly, causing Carrie's heart to race even faster. "We've already met. And I'm gonna finish my job soon," the message read.

Carrie's mind raced as she tried to think of what this mysterious person was implying. Taking a deep breath, she mustered the courage to respond to the unknown sender. Her fingers trembled slightly as she typed, "I don't understand. We've met before? Please, tell me what you want." She hoped that her words would elicit some answers and put an end to the unsettling uncertainty that had consumed her.

As she hit send, Carrie's heart raced with anticipation. She knew that unraveling this mystery would require her full attention, but she was determined to protect herself and her colleagues from whatever threat loomed in the shadows.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency as she waited for a response. The minutes felt like hours as she anxiously checked her phone for any sign of a reply. The office around her seemed to fade into the background as she focused solely on the screen in front of her.

Finally, a message popped up, causing Carrie's heart to skip a beat. The words on the screen sent a chill down her spine as she read, "I know who you hang around with, Carrie. The wolf will visit Red Riding Hood soon."

Panic surged through her veins as she frantically looked around the room, wondering if the sender was someone she knew, someone who had been watching her every move.

"Carrie?" a familiar voice called out, breaking through the chaos that consumed her thoughts. It was Matt, his concerned tone cutting through the haze of fear that clouded her mind.

Carrie turned towards Matt, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty. "Hi, Matt," she managed to utter, her voice trembling as she cleared her throat.

Matt's brow furrowed in concern as he sensed the palpable tension radiating from her. "Are you okay?" he remarked, his voice filled with genuine worry.

"I... I'm just tired," Carrie replied, her voice barely above a whisper. The weight of the message still hung heavy in her mind, leaving her feeling vulnerable and exposed.

Matt studied her for a moment, his keen senses picking up on the subtle changes in her demeanor. He knew there was more to her response than just fatigue, but he also knew better than to push her for answers she wasn't ready to give.

"Okay," he said softly, reaching out to gently squeeze her hand in a gesture of comfort. "Just know that I'm here if you need to talk."

Carrie managed a weak smile, grateful for his understanding. She knew she couldn't keep this to herself, but she also knew she needed time to process the message and figure out her next steps. With a deep breath, she nodded in response, silently vowing to protect her friends at all costs.