Ethan’s jaw clenched as he examined the state of his car. All four tires were completely deflated, lying flat against the ground like lifeless balloons. The sleek black sedan, which just this morning had gleamed with pride, now looked defeated and pitiable.
This wasn’t an accident. The precise deflation of every tire screamed sabotage.
He turned his head sharply toward the security guard, who stood nearby, his face pale and his hands wringing nervously. The man’s stammering explanation only served to stoke Ethan’s anger.
"I-I don’t know, Sir, who could have done this. I was stationed at the front gate, so I didn’t see anyone near your car," the guard stuttered, visibly intimidated by Ethan’s piercing gaze.
"There’s CCTV for a reason!" Ethan snapped, his voice echoing through the drivew
