Months later, the same day as Warren's Colliers Int'l./St.Johns Properties work retreat at the Homestead, we stopped by Rebecca Summers' townhome on Flynn Ln.We were in the back of her townhome, parked behind, near her garage.Just feet away from me, a man was washing his White,

Highlander. The tags were red,white & blue, American flags, a Maryland license plate. As I waited on Summers, the man stopped washing his vehicle. He was wearing a ball cap. The man and I began some small talk. He told me he was a Long & Foster Realtor, and handed me his business

card. AJ Cenzo,Long & Foster Realtor, along with his Chantilly,Va office is what the card stated, along with his work phone number.(This business card was later removed from my belongings, the night R.Cook unlawfully&abusively detained me.)A woman walked by, as AJ was introducing

himself to me. She appeared to be walking from the direction of Rebecca Summers townhome. This conversation was taking place, while Warren was inside of Rebecca's townhome. I saw a woman, matching Ashley Lounsbury-McHale's description. AJ stated, "That's Ashley." She was pushing

a baby stroller. Warren was still inside of Rebecca's. He had been increasingly belligerent and hostile with me. I decided to go on the trip to the Homestead, in order to enjoy it some amenities. AJ asked me if I would like to go to lunch with him. I agreed, as I knew he was a

Realtor, and perhaps he would be able to help me leave Summers. He had tricked me into so many deceitful business transactions, and lived very independently away from me. He was abusive when he was in my presence, terrifying with his alcoholism, as he was always inebriated, to

the point of causing embarrassing scenes, whenever we were in public. Everyday, he drove home from work with a 12 pack, almost down to only a few remaining beers by the time he arrived. I needed to leave. I believed AJ could help. I realized Warren & Andrew (AJ) knew each other

as we saw him at the South Riding Golf Club. Summers told me he had spoken with Andrew for about an hour, prior to the time I arrived at the club.I needed someone to help me with the real estate.I decided to take Andrew up on some various outings,as I wanted to see what he really

was about, and maybe, just maybe, he would help protect my real estate investments. I had absolutely NO MONEY, as Summers hacked all of my accounts! I had NOBODY to turn to. Andrew & I met in Centreville for lunch or at Sweetwater's in Centreville, and decided instead for time

sake to have a drink at Alto Plaza, instead. He was very interested in having some kind of encounter to with me in the parking lot??!! I was very confused, regarding his intentions. (We never went all of the way...way, way tacky!) Another occasion, he picked me up after work, in

order to talk about my Summers issues. He just wanted to kiss. Another time, we shared a bucket of golf balls at the golf course.

One particular evening, Andrew (AJ) called me, after watching a Nationals' baseball game. He said he attended with some old buddies of his. He called, upbeat, laughing, and noticably intoxicated. He admittedly had beers with the guys. I found it amusing at the time. He wasn't

anything, but refreshing.Summers wasn't home, and we weren't together in a marital way.He was rarely sleeping in our Golf View home.AJ's late night call was light, and a bit sophomoric, as he propositioned me, "What are you wearing?" I was honest with my reply,"T-shirt & shorts."

I am NOT that kinda person, UNLESS I'm your person. He went on, kinda shyly requesting,"Can you send me some pictures?" I laughed, as I knew there was no way he would feel some kind of attraction in what I was wearing, anyway. "Ummm..maybe, some other time...you, get some rest."

He laughed that I wouldn't acquiesce. I hadn't met Ashley Cenzo, his wife until months later. In turn,she would refer to herself as AJ's girlfriend,while working at, "Coalfire's",as she introduced herself to me as, Larissa(not Ashley Cenzo, her real name. "Larissa" told me in

2017'' at "Coalfire's Restaurant" in Loudoun County that MY son is upstairs in AJ's South Riding townhome. "He is VERY to sick", and she continued,"He hasn't been there too long." It sounded like she said a couple of months, or so. This sounded absolutely NUTS to me. She went on

to say that MY son doesn't leave the upstairs bedroom often, or talk too much, because, "He's sick.....he was in the hospital. He doesn't talk much...he can't." I had to take this information, and pray. I was not allowed to do a thing!! I had a, "No-Contact Order" waged upon me!

This was the most cruel, inhumane, heartless, abusive evil my broken heart could take! You can't make sense out of nonsense! Could you?? Subsequently, I would see Larissa aka Ashley Cenzo,and her husband AJ aka Andrew Cenzo,as Commonwealth's Attorneys at the Criminal Appeal Trial

in the Prince William County Judicial Center, as they waited to prosecute ME!!! However, they could NOT locate Phillip Kowalski. Ashley was standing in her red dress, covering her husband, Andrew in his cream suit. Andrew told the Judge,"I tried to have him served (referring to

Phillip Kowalski), He doesn't live there anymore. I don't know where he lives!" I recalled Ashley Cenzo out of her bar waitress uniform. She was there at the Fairfax County sentencing phase, after my son had to testify against me (Double Jeopardy-Circuit Ct.). She asked the Judge

to have me do some time in jail and pay a fine. I ended up doing 2 yrs probation for something I didn't do, along with counseling and drug tests. I passed every test, as I attended domestic violence sessions, as well. My son was sentenced to imprisonment with a psychotic, enraged

Madman, and I was never allowed to check on his wellbeing.

I began this thread, rehashing the day I was introduced to AJ Cenzo, the same man I was introduced to as Andrew Cenzo, the recently married prosecutor in 2013', when Gibert Davis, Esq., Introduced us in the Prince William County Judicial Center. This was just prior to meeting

Sheriff Glenn Hill in the department, as Gilbert gave him the child support paperwork, to serve Phillip Kowalski. Later, Sheila Ellis, my Fairfax County probation officer, told me her son is Andrew Cenzo, and just recently married, Ashley. She had me in tears so many times,

treating me so insensitively, down right criminally. She mumbled stuff about my future, involving Richmond, and dropped Erin Massin's name. Back to the day of the Homestead, upon arriving with wicked & drunk Warren, Michael Steele was in the parking lot. Summers & I unloaded the

vehicle, and were far apart in the parking lot. An african american man had small talk with me about what pretty weather we were having. He had his laptop in hand. Summers saw the man depart from my presence, and drifted close to me, muttering,"That's Michael Steele."