"What is it?" Peter asked her. Cindy replied, "I don't know how I will tell you about it here. Please, can you come with me to my car? I don't mean any harm; I really want to be your friend." Peter finally agreed to follow her. "Fine, but don’t throw the phone away. It’s not polite to do so. Give it back to me first, and I’ll figure out how to handle the woman and explain my terms for our contract."
Cindy glanced at the phone in her hand and finally gave it back to Peter. He said, "Okay then, let’s go."
Peter followed Cindy out of the shopping complex, and they walked to the car park. Cindy unlocked her car door and said to him, "Get in."
Peter was taller than Cindy, and he noticed that she could barely reach his shoulder. He looked around at the car park and at the other people minding
