Keep walking

I decided that the van was nothing to be scared of, and kept walking just I had been. About two minutes later, the van finally caught up to me. The driver rolled down the window, and I noticed that it was a beautiful woman that looked to be about 27, maybe 28, years old.

"Excuse me, miss," said the woman.

I turned to look at the woman.

"Would you happen to know where the nearest gas station is? I'm running low on gas, and I'm a bit lost."

Thinking there would be no harm in helping the woman, I responded "Oh yeah, it is just a block or two that way," and I pointed to the South, the same direction that I was headed.

Just as I raised my arm, a man approched from my right and grabbed my wrist.