You thank the detective for his consideration, but decline the police escort, reasoning that you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself... and the guy doesn't even know who you are anyway.
You grab your things and head for the door.
Opening it, you jump in surprise as the robber stands on the other side of the door, smiling wickedly at you.
"Bet you didn't think I'd keep my promise, did ya?"
He pushes his way inside and closes the door behind him.
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