Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Let me explain."

The security guard started, "We noticed someone lurking around the Bentley for quite a while... So we detained him to ask if you knew him. If not, should we call the cops?" Sophia was unsure of what to do, so she looked back at Gilbert, who had already stood up and approached.

"Mr. Johnson, what do you think?"

"I'll handle it."

"Sure."

Gilbert turned to the guards, "Could you guys show me his picture, if you have one?"

"We do."

One of the guards took out his phone, scrolled for a bit, and handed it over to Gilbert. "Take a look, do you recognize him?"

Gilbert took the phone, saw a completely unfamiliar face, and forwarded the picture to his own phone.

He handed the phone back to the guard, "Thanks for your effort, but I don't know this man. Let him go."

"Let him go?"

"Yes."

Gilbert nodded, clearly indicating that if the guards had approached them, the car must be fine.

Otherwise, they would have headed straight to the police station.

"Well, alright then."

since the car owner wasn't pressing charges, they didn't press further. "Sorry for the

the guards left, Gilbert went

wasn't big, so

it further, "Just

had been attacked with a machete not long

police won't do

actually do anything, and he wouldn't

attitude made Sherilyn question, "Aren't

nodded, "Yeah, I'm worried. But worrying doesn't solve anything,

at Jenna, who was enjoying

"Jenna, is it good?"

"Super good!"

to pry further. He knew

doing by the window?" Sherilyn was startled, realizing he had indeed come by last night, and she

she could explain, Gilbert noticed the

glass and

up decorations.

holidays are coming up, got

"So,

meant and looked at Jenna, replying,

it back from abroad, they would at least have some company. "Sir." Jenna tugged at Gilbert's

came without any

"Jenna." Sherilyn frowned, shaking