The young man standing on his front porch looked nothing like the guy in the picture on the escort service’s website. Mark’s neck tingled. Something was wrong. “You’re not Jason,” he said, debating if he should slam the door in the guy’s face.
So why say that instead of, “Hello, how can I help you?” since it’s a stranger at your door. That’s why your ass should check the peephole. But you don’t give the stranger the name of the person you’re expecting…
