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."

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

guards left, Gilbert went back to the dining

wasn't big, so Sherilyn had overheard the

"Just let him go? No need to involve

attacked with a machete

police won't do any

eyes, "He didn't actually do anything, and he wouldn't say anything to the

Sherilyn question,

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

down at Jenna, who was enjoying her meal, his eyes

"Jenna, is it good?"

"Super good!"

He knew what he was doing with his own

Sherilyn was startled, realizing he

explain, Gilbert noticed the

glass and

putting up decorations.

"The holidays are coming up, got

"So,

looked at Jenna, replying, "Nothing special, just spending time with Jenna." That's

daughter couldn't make it back from abroad, they would at least have some company. "Sir." Jenna tugged at Gilbert's sleeve, "Will you stay

came

"Jenna." Sherilyn frowned, shaking