Scott was afraid to use his computers or cellphone, as he was sure people could track him if he did. He bought new ones and got a new phone number, then called me. He explained what he thought was going on and asked if I could come over to the UK for a while to help him hide and take care of the dogs.I booked a ticket that night and landed at Heathrow a couple days later.
I tried to keep an open mind about what Scott claimed was going on…I know there are a lot of unscrupulous people who will go to extremes to relieve other people of their money, along with their life if necessary. But the fear and anguish that were driving Scott just didn’t seem to be supported by the things that had actually happened…they were based mostly on what he thought people were thinking, not what they said or did.
Scott firmly believed that he knew what everyone around him was thinking; but when I called him on this…asked him what I was thinking right after he told me that he knew what I was thinking…he was wrong.