in front of you.
Down in the garage, a metal tool hits the ground with a sharp ring. Esteban still has no idea what is gathering above him. The thought gives you a fierce, almost savage satisfaction.
“We call the police,” you say.
Tomás lifts his head.
“There’s enough here to file a report,” you continue. “Voyeurism. Harassment. Stalking. At the very least,continue reading …
