It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
The traffic on the street had significantly reduced.
The car was parked next to a green belt.
After getting out of the car, Helen Fletcher walked into the green belt.
Dirk Carter seemed to have an idea of what was happening and, worried about her safety in the dark, followed her.
"Did your husband ask you to take photos again?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Helen Fletcher let out a sound of acknowledgment.
Then she stopped in a small grove, looked around; it was dark and appeared to be a safe area.
She handed the phone to Dirk Carter and said, "You help me take it."
"I help you take it?"
Dirk Carter asked in surprise.
Helen Fletcher gave a wry smile and asked, "What is it? You've seen me in worse situations, so you shouldn't be too surprised, right?"
True enough.
Dirk Carter took the phone.
He turned on the video recording function and aimed it at Helen Fletcher.
She found a flat area and lifted her black business skirt.
