He must have decided it was in his best interest to comply. The knife hit the floor and his hands went up. He must have been used to that position sin...e he did not need to be told twice."Now boy, you have two options. You can leave and never try to see Tiffany or cause any trouble here again. Or we can call the police and have you arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. Actually there is a third option."He nervously asked, "What's that?"Simple, you can see if you're fast enough to pick up. I know the confusion that I saw on Elizabeth's face was mirrored on mine. The person in the photo wasn't who I expected. In fact, I wasn't sure who it was that was looking at me through the windshield. He seemed familiar but I couldn't place the face."Who is Jeffrey Sinclair?" I wondered if the man in the photo was the mythical county employee who had signed out the vehicle when it was first assigned to the county."He was the task force commander until, oh, I would say five years ago or so,". Felt like a sponge. She looked at my books and a note book in my hand and asked if I was going to College. I said yes. She asked about my College and coincidently my College wasn't far from her Work. In the mean time our Bus came and we boarded, I let her board the Bus first I was right behind her admiring her lovely Arse. She was wearing a yellow colour Suit (an Indian dress). There were couple of empty seats so we seated on one double seat. She told me about her Job and asked about my. Caitlyn turned back to Meredith and Brandon, only to find them gaping at her. " 'Mrs. Stanford'?" they said in unison."When did you get married?" Brandon said."When did you get engaged?" Meredith said."Aah," said Laurelyn."We, um... Jon asked me to marry him on November 18th," said Caitlyn."And you didn't tell us??" Meredith exclaimed."We didn't tell--! Ugh." Caitlyn tossed her hands. "I should just make a sign. People keep saying that to us." What, you didn't tell anybody?" Brandon said."No,".