A man and the sun

Zay is 25 years old. She's not having the best time of her life but still, there's nothing that she can complain about. She lives on her own, decided to move out when she started working in the financial district of the city. She visits her family who lives in the outskirts of the city once in a while when she misses them. They're not the perfect family but she can always go home when she feels like she needs the family for a company.

Her day starts with an early hot shower, her morning coffee and some croissant, the soft one. She doesn't eat cold breakfast as it makes her stomach churn and end up sick. Morning person that she is, she wakes up early in the morning, and start to drive to the office. Her flat is not too far away from the office so sometimes she drives to work, and on cool mornings, she decides to commute to work, get off a few blocks from her office building and walk slowly from there to the office. There's nothing more relaxing than a slow walk, on a nice cool and windy morning weather.

As she was walking on her way to the office one cool morning, she was so absorbed with her thoughts on how annoyed she was with her current compulsive purchases and how to save up the money insted that she didn't notice a man running away from a swarm of heavyset, rugged-looking men. The man being chased was not so tall yet stocky. She noticed because he ran into her and managed to get a glimpse of his face, side view. He had wavy hair and tanned and he smelled like the sun. He acted so desperate that he didn't even bother to look up or apologize. The man immediately scurried up and ran away, with the nasty-looking men trailing behind him. One of the men chasing the sun-smelling guy briefly stopped over Zay and yelled, "Are you OK?" Zay just nodded, still startled with all that's suddenly happened.....