She and Wilbur weren't close. She couldn't understand why he had saved her or how he even knew about the situation.
"I know! It must have been Mr. Davis!" Juliana suddenly exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with realization. "After I called the police, I also called Mr. Davis. He must have asked Mr. Robinson to save you!"
"Griffin?"
Evelyn raised an eyebrow, her expression uncertain.
"Exactly! Who else besides Mr. Davis would help us and have the power to call on Mr. Robinson?" Juliana declared confidently, convinced she had figured it out.
"Hmm, that does make sense," Evelyn nodded in agreement, though she still seemed a little doubtful.
As they were talking, a sleek black Mercedes slowly pulled up and stopped beside them.
The door opened, and Griffin stepped out, dressed sharply in a
