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

to the man after

"Neil Hendersohn."

wrote down his name, Neil abruptly corrected

rare to see." The policemen had probably never met anyone with

also the first time I

some questions like if I had

These people will show up again since they failed

relief after sending them off. I turned around and looked at

meet you. We'll be neighbors from now on, so you

for today. You mentioned you were still in the middle of unpacking just now. Let

Neil hurriedly waved his hand. "It's

you out once since you've done the same for

"Uhm... Alright then."

was

it had just been cleaned up. It

own house?" I asked while helping him

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