Suspicious Car Behind

“It’s nothing to be worried about.” He said, parting my head lovingly

“Dad. Though I have problems of my own, I am a grown-up. I can handle it.” I tried to persuade him some more

“Girl, you never give up. Okay. We have noticed some strange activities around you lately. It seems someone is targeting you.” I was stunned by the revelation

“What?’

“Yes. That’s why I hired all the guards here to protect you. It seems whoever is after you are determined to get rid of you,” he said, and my mind drifted. I even forgot I just got divorced. My mind was racing, trying to figure out who was it after my life. I didn’t place James on the list. He was the last person that would try to do it. The image that kept on coming to my mind was Mrs. Watson. She was the only one that had the motive and intention to get rid of me.

“Could it be Mrs. Watson?” I asked dad. He looked at me, surprised

“I don’t think she would go to that extent. Probably one of Watson’s enemies or something.” Dad said, but a