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Just as we began to pull out of our parking space, a golf cart driven by two of the Agape security guards pulled in front of us, blocking our exit. Three more security guards stood to the side and back of the car, blocking us in on the left.
They asked us to get out of the car. We wouldn't.
The security guard who did the talking told us that someone saw us taking pictures in the church--a total fabrication.
"I'm calling the police," I said. I dialed 911.
Arlington dispatch answered, and I explained to the lady that we were being held by security guards at Agape Christian Fellowship for supposedly taking pictures. Her response: "Well, were you?"
By this time, they'd moved the golf cart. We saw our opening. Andrea peeled out of the parking lot, and I hung up.