As the rain poured down relentlessly, Shea disembarked from the train, pulling her jacket tightly around her. Her apartment building was just a short six-minute walk away from the station, and she hurried towards it. Her footsteps echoed in the quiet, damp street.
Approaching the building's entrance, Shea began to punch in the security code when a mysterious figure, dressed entirely in black and concealing his face with a hat, approached her. She halted her actions, turning to face the enigmatic stranger.
"Joe?" she exclaimed, her voice tinged with surprise.
The man tipped his hat and offered Shea a warm smile. "What are you doing here?" Shea inquired cautiously, her hand still on the door's glass handle.
"I wanted to meet you in person," Joe replied earnestly. "There are some things I need to ask you."
