Help Me
This was the last straw. Sandy’s hand shook as she looked for her cell phone, she had to call the detective. His phone rang three times and went straight to voicemail. She tried again.
“Hello?” Sandy couldn’t speak. “Sandy is that you?” the worried detective asked, “pack your bags and lock the doors, I am sending a police escort to your apartment right now!” Sandy sobbed into the phone and dropped to the floor.
Her life was never going to be the same again.
