About a couple of weeks later, again I received an unidentified call. It was Sandra. She said she'd had time to process and asked if we could meet to talk. I asked if she was up for dinner on her next day off. We agreed to meet on Sunday night and we would make plans on where exactly to go for dinner when I picked her up. She gave me her address and said good bye. Apparently, I got lucky the day I followed her. She was only visiting her mother and had an apartment of her own. Sunday could not come fast enough.

I walked up and knocked on...