I said lightly. "Why don't you go wake up Gertie? I don't want to trouble you."
Kathy became anxious immediately.
"Gertie is old and definitely can't carry you."
Before I could refuse, Kathy carried me on her back and carefully walked downstairs.
But as soon as we arrived at the garage, we were dumbfounded.
All the cars in the house had been sent for maintenance, and Angela took the only one left.
I didn't want to trouble Kathy anymore.
"Kathy, please put me down. I'll call the driver to pick me up."
But Kathy shook her head. She took out her phone, called an Uber, and then carried me to the entrance of the community.
Sweat was all over her face. Kathy's back was also wet.
I felt heartbroken because I had already figured out that the person downstairs just now was Angela.
The power in the house needed to be turned on to open the safe. But it was a power outage when I left. How could only our house have a power outage while the lights were on in other houses along the way?
Our community had very good security, and there was no thief.
Moreover, only Angela and I knew the password for the safe.