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Intro. He arrived on a silent afternoon, engine turning off slowly, like someone who doesn't like to attract attention — even though he did. The house next door, previously empty, gained movement, the smell of light gasoline in the air and a man who seemed too out of place to ignore. She watched from the window without realizing she was holding her breath. It wasn't common curiosity. It was something else. Something that bothered… and awakened.

Keeping an eye on the neighbor next door.

@Avery