Tony drove Sarah home in his cushy SUV. "You are quiet tonight," Tony said.
Sarah shook herself awake. "Sorry I was just thinking."
"About...?" Tony asked.
"Oh, this and that. My car. My income. The house that I am showing Gerald Dickson and Tina tomorrow. Whether I can find another client at the open house I am doing for Tim this weekend," Sarah replied.
Sarah thought to herself, what if she would find herself gagged and tied to a chair instead? Maybe she ought to ask Tony to join her so she would not be alone, just in case something happened. But he lived an hour away, and it was not fair to impose upon him, plus honestly, she had her doubts about just how effective he would be. Tony was just so... civilized, and she could not picture him standing up to four masked men or even women
