At this point I am totally freaking out on the inside. First some man pretends to be my security guard and now some woman is pretending to be Treys gardener. When I think about it, it makes sense that she was not actually a gardener. Her clothes were expensive and clean. She did not look like someone who spends all day outside in the dirt. Trey asks me questions about how she looked and asks me what she spoke to me about. I tell him everything I can remember and he gets out of the car. "Where are you going?" I ask, feeling scared that someone else might approach me again. I am well able to fight for myself, but how am I suppose to fight off the bad guys if I don't know who the bad guys are.
"I will be back soon. Don't worry, I am close by and I will lock the car just to make sure you are
