I drove to Bob’s apartment after work the next day. Jeffrey’s directions managed to keep me from getting lost in the heart of downtown searching for the building, but it still took me forever to find a place to park. When I did, I looked at my phone to find that I had missed a message from Andrew.
Where are you? he asked.
Running an errand, I replied. Be at dinner in an hour or so.
OK, love you.
Love you, too.
I hated lying to Andrew, but he and Jeffrey both had already warned me to not confront Bob. I couldn’t lie to Jeffrey with the man tailing me almost 24/7, but there was no reason for Andrew to know that I had ignored his advice.
I knew that I should listen to them, but I had had enough of Bob and Lisa’s manipulation. With
