I became a private driver for a wealthy widow because I needed money after she accused me of stealing, I found a hidden note from her in the car and was left stunned.

PART 2 — THE NOTE IN THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT

I stared at my name on the folded piece of paper.

For several seconds, I couldn’t bring myself to open it.

Why would Mrs. Whitmore leave a note for me after accusing me of stealing from her?

My hands were still shaking from the humiliation of what had happened at her house.

Finally, I unfolded it.

There were only a few lines.

Stan,

If you’re reading this, then I’ve probably already accused you of something you didn’t do.

I stopped breathing.

I read the sentence again.

Then I continued.

I’m sorry. I needed to know whether you would stay honest when you believed I had turned against you.

My heart started pounding.

There was more.

Do not return to my house yet. Take this car to the address written on the back of this note. Go alone. Do not tell my children