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Laura’s heart slammed against her ribs. She shook Mark awake. “Someone’s in the backyard.” They watched the figure pause at the sliding glass door, try the handle, then slip away into the shadows of the neighbor’s yard. Mark called the police. By the time they arrived, the figure was gone. But they had the footage.

Then Mrs. Gable from next door knocked on the door. She was a kind, bird-like woman who brought over zucchini bread every August. Her face was not kind today. It was pinched and pale. Village girl bathing hidden cam

The next morning, Laura deleted the entire cloud archive. She factory-reset the doorbell camera, unplugged the floodlight, and took down the nursery orb. She left the one in the living room, but only because it was already wired into the wall and she hadn’t found the stud finder yet. Laura’s heart slammed against her ribs