The house was quiet, the wind outside rustling the tall trees that surrounded it. Lisa had chosen this place for its isolation, its quiet, and its distance from the chaos of the city. She liked the peace it offered, the way it allowed her to breathe away from prying eyes and judgment. But today, the peace was broken by a knock at the door.
Lisa frowned. Without the call coming in, she wasn't expecting anyone.
She dropped the call and stretched her body before walking to the door.
She opened the door cautiously, and standing before her was a woman dressed in black, her dark sunglasses obscuring her eyes. Behind her were two men, both wearing suits, their faces expressionless. They stood like statues, waiting for her to move aside.
"Can I help you?" Lisa asked, her voice steady, though her gut twisted with unease.
