51. Contractors

I came down my the elevator. I realized there was a black coat on my form, covering my upper body. Underneath was my torn shirt. My hands were fine, so was my shoulder. I was contempt that there was no new injuries than before. What was paining the most was my stomach. Even while just standing I could feel the squeezing pain in my stomach. I grope my hand on my stomach, doing that felt easing.

The elevator then halted on the ground floor with a thud. I came out of it then out of the building. There were 3-4 taxies parked outside of the hotel building. I walked passed my taxies one after another, glancing at the hunger plate. Found the number that I was looking. I went to the taxi driver and then I opened my mouth and closed it.

'I can't ask did senior send you. How would he know who's the senior.'

"Ma'am I have been told by the sir that you would come." The taxi driver said.

"How do know it's me that you have been told about?" I asked.