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."

puzzled but since the car owner wasn't pressing charges, they

Gilbert went back to

big, so

further, "Just let him go? No need

attacked

won't

hint of amusement in his eyes, "He didn't actually do anything, and he wouldn't say anything to the police anyway." So, they had no

laid-back attitude made Sherilyn question, "Aren't you

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

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

"Jenna, is it good?"

"Super good!"

her head, deciding not to pry further. He knew

night, what were you doing by the window?" Sherilyn was startled, realizing he had indeed come

explain, Gilbert noticed the

window glass

decorations. Nice,

holidays are coming up, got any

"So,

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

make it back from abroad, they would at

question came without any

"Jenna." Sherilyn frowned, shaking