The police were of no help. Without valid proof of a threat, all she would get from the cops was a police report stating her side of the story, and an insincere apology for the failing system that we all struggle to work with. In the real world there are no knights in shining armor, no police who stakeout your street for your protection, or congregating neighborhoods who will, consciously, watch your back to the end. In the real world, when the chips are down, one learns real fast just how loyal one's friends are, and just how vindictive and relentless the enemy can be. What she thought might...