40 ESCAPE PHOENIX, ARIZONA
At the Same Time
After a long, uneventful morning, Pamela drove into the parking lot of Investigators United. She parked her Plymouth Duster in a spot on the far corner of the parking lot out of view of passersby on the street. She grabbed her black, go-bag filled with various items, including a high-definition camera, binoculars, and other high-tech gadgets. She then walked to her designated spot near the front door of the building where her grey metallic Mercedes was parked. She placed the go-bag into the trunk.
Hearing footsteps rapidly approaching her, Pamela turned around to determine whether anyone was coming or whether it was her weary mind playing tricks on her. She hadn’t slept the night before because she was worried about the mysterious person
