Suspicious Activity
The street hummed with activity like many days before, but something about today was different. We noticed cars that didn’t seem to belong, people who glanced too often at Roger’s door.
Our concern became a gnawing anxiety as we watched silently. ‘Do you see that, Emily?’ Mike asked, pointing subtly.
‘Yeah, it’s not normal,’ I replied, my voice tight with tension. Something was brewing, and Sarah was right in the middle of it.