The Woman From Hell

"Do you live close by?"

I had never seen him despite moving here after so long.

The man nodded. "Yeah, I just moved in. I'm still organizing my stuff. I heard people shouting here, so I came over to look. Those men don't look like good people. Are you alone at home?" ""Yes. I live alone."

"You should be more careful. They'll come again since they didn't succeed this time. You should find someone to accompany you." The man laughed after he said that.

Every word from him was light but not without weight. It was soothing.

Just then, policemen from the nearby area came up to my door.

"Good day to you. I received the news that someone was being harassed?"

"Ah yes, hello," I greeted quickly.

The policeman turned his gaze to the man opposite me. "Who is he?"

"He gave me a hand just now," I explained.

"Let's go through the situation together, then."

I invited them into the living room.

""Your name?"

Lane," I answered

turned to the man after recording it.

"Neil Hendersohn."

his name, Neil abruptly corrected him and said, "It's

see." The policemen had probably never met

also the first time I

asking me some questions like if

was done with the questions, the police stood up. "We more or less have a picture now based on what you said. These people will show up again since they failed this time. You can request police protection, Miss

a sigh of relief after sending them off. I turned around and looked at the man behind me.

A pleasure to meet you. We'll be neighbors from now

you were still in the middle of unpacking just now.

his hand. "It's fine, it's fine.

you out once since you've done the

"Uhm... Alright then."

It was really close

was similar, but his house looked like it had just been cleaned up. It

I asked

this. I just came back." Neil took out a few photos and placed them on the shelf on