Thank God I came back to the office because you won’t believe the amount of work I had to do. I am done working by 8p.m. I have been waiting for a cab for the past hour. I decide to walk since I can’t get a cab; it’s not like it’s that late at night.
I am walking down the street when I feel someone following me, but every time I turn back I see no one behind me and trust me, I am not paranoid. When I feel something I am always right. I think it’s a gift but that is not the problem right now. Who the hell is following me and why is it that every time I turn back, I don’t see anyone. I decide to increase my steps and walk faster. A slick black car pulls up in front of me. Because it’s dark, I can’t see who is inside the vehicle.
‘Oh my God’ What if I get kidnapped like all those mafia nove
