The next morning, a knock sounded at Sharon's door. She opened it to find Bob standing there with two coffees in hand.
"Good morning, Robert, right?" she greeted.
"Please, call me Bob," he replied with a charming smile.
"Bob, okay," Sharon affirmed.
"I was on my way to work, and I thought I'd bring you a coffee," he explained.
"Oh, that's nice."
"I'm actually on my way to work too." she said.
Of course, Bob already knew every detail of her schedule and exactly where she worked.
Feigning coincidence, Bob began walking Sharon to work each morning. He played the part of a thoughtful nice guy, showering her with gifts and undivided attention.
She found him kind and dependable, unaware of his ulterior motives. He was with her all the time, and she thought it was love.
Sharon had f
