“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?”
“Wanda Lane,” I answered obediently.
The policeman turned to the man after recording it. “You?”
“Neil Hendersohn.”
Right after the policeman wrote down his name, Neil abruptly corrected him and said, “It’s spelled Hendersohn. It’s a relatively rare surname.”
“It is rare to see.” The policemen had probably never met anyone with this surname.
It was also the first time I heard of it.
The policeman began asking me some questions like if I had offended anyone recently.
After he 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 Lane.”
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