Zero Tolerance

Vivian raised her hand instinctively and swiftly delivered a backhand slap to the man's face.

"Stella, it's me!" The man cried out. He turned on the flashlight on his phone.

Vivian managed to make out a shape of a man with a crew cut. He wore a rough expression with a hint of arrogance.

The man was also able to see her face clearly in an instant, and his concerned gaze turned cold. He pushed her a