By this time in the story John was served his Temporary Restraining Order by the Sheriff’s office. During a gullible state I hoped he would see the fear he had caused and choose to walk away from me and never contact me again. However, the TRO fueled the psycho’s fire within and he became worse.
I lived across the street from my sister, and she had her own business which she ran out of her home. I had spoken to many people at my work in the past about her and her business, helping her drum up business. Little did I know John had also inquired about her by speaking with others we worked with before he left the hospital. In psycho stalker fashion he called her under an assumed name and set up an appointment with her. She had never seen a picture of him, this was way before social media, all she knew was he was a psycho stalker and he had worked with me.
He came to her house with an assumed name and spent about 20 minutes speaking with her about “business” stuff and then started asking all sorts of questions about me. She felt it odd and strange that he kept circling back around to me and then her gut hit her hard about the unsettled feeling she realized she had with him; she asked him point-blank “You’re not Stan, you’re John aren’t you?” He stumbled in his response for words and she immediately got up and yelled for her husband in a panic while leaving the room. Within moments of her husband and her walking back into the room together, John was gone out of the house and walking through of the gate of their yard. Her husband ran out there and yelled at him to never return as he was driving away.
My sister called me in a panic and told me everything, I couldn’t even speak nor respond to her. I jumped in my car and went home and called the police. They came over, took the report and said “Since you weren’t home at the time and the restraining order doesn’t include her, there’s nothing we can do.”
The mantra I kept hearing from them was “there’s nothing we can do”…