Come Home with Me

The car followed her all the way to the intersection near her neighborhood.

Just as the taxi was about to go through the traffic lights, the engine spluttered and died.

The taxi driver was vexed and apologized to Audrey behind him, "Miss, there seems to be something wrong with my car. It's about a hundred meters away from your neighborhood. Can you walk over there?"

"Sure!"

Audrey paid the fare and got off.

She sneaked a glance at the car behind the taxi.

It was a black Lincoln. After the taxi stopped, the Lincoln pulled up too. Audrey couldn't see the Lincoln clearly, for it was just behind the taxi.

It was night, so there were few cars on the road.

Audrey squinted at the black Lincoln. It didn't avoid the taxi, yet it just stopped behind the taxi. It was all very suspicious.

She couldn't see the driver clearly due to the dim lights at the intersection and the dark windows of the Lincoln.

She frowned and then walked towards her neighborhood.