Veteran Bodyguard Unravels Mysterious Tailgating of Young Heiress by Stolen Cars and Secret Enemies

After six years in the Army with three tours of combat, I got out. I had close to a quarter million saved but what got me going was a former commander. Besides two bronze stars and a silver star, I had two purple hearts, the second was why I left the military. Colonel Harris got me into a special defensive driving course and helped me get a Chauffeur’s license.

I had been driving for young miss Penelope, a six year old girl from a rich family. I also drove for her mother Megan who was a stunning woman. They lived on a huge estate with their grandfather. I had a small apartment above the garage and kept mostly to myself. Every evening I practiced my Ti Chi in the garage and used the estate underground shooting range.

I pulled out of the estate with both Megan and Penelope in back. I half ignored them as I drove and watched everything around me. I glanced into the mirror as an older model car pulled out and began following. I made a couple of turns and it stayed with me all the way to Penelope’s school. I let her out and watched as she walked inside before getting back in, “someone is following us.”

Megan looked up from the papers she was reading, “what?”

I glanced back as I pulled out into traffic and the car pulled out to follow us, “someone is following us.”

She turned to glance back through the tinted glass, “who?”

I smiled, “I do not know. I made a few extra turns and they stayed with us.”

She looked at me, “what are you going to do?”

I glanced back at her, “let them know I know.”

I pulled to a stop and got out before walking back towards the other car. It spun tires as it backed up and turned before speeding away. I got back in and drove Megan to her office and even walked her up to her floor. I returned home and called the police to run a check on the license plate of the car that had followed us. I went to find Mr. Dickerson and knocked on his study door and he looked up, “yes?”

I stepped in, “I was followed today.”

He frowned, “are you sure?”

I nodded, “I ran a check of the plate and it was stolen.”

He sat back, “file a report with the police and start carrying that pistol you are always practicing with.”

I smiled and nodded before leaving. The police did not act very concerned when I filed the report. I put my pistol in a holster at the small of my back along with two spare magazines. When I escorted Penelope out of school and pulled out another car followed me. I took a different way home and called to report the car to the police. When a police cruiser pulled in behind it, it fled through a red light with the police following.

It was a couple of days before I noticed the cars following me again. There were three of them and they kept switching out with each other. For a week straight they followed as I used random routes to and from the estate. They did not follow when I took Megan to her office or brought her home, it was only when I had her daughter that they followed me.

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