Everytime I leave the house, for any reason at all, I have a police escort either in front or behind, or both, as I leave the valley. Every. Single. Time. And, on my return, they pick me up for the escort - and like today - almost to my road. Never fails.
Since their little created fracas last weekend.
So, how is it...a guy who didn't announce his intentions, to anyone even at home, be picked up and waiting cars who slide in front and behind me? Especially when for 3 months prior to last Sunday, I never saw these guys practically.
Unless the local police are under the control of the Covens/CIA.
Which they are.
