And waiting on that rear porch, I already sensed that this particular drop-off felt off.
The residence lacked any lights, and the lawn was completely untamed. I balanced a giant meat pizza in one palm and held my mobile device in the other, verifying the details just to ensure I hadn’t arrived at the incorrect address.
The location was accurate. The instructions read: “Kindly knock heavily.”
“I really hope this isn’t a joke,” I grumbled while I pounded on the wood.
“Step inside.”
I froze there for a moment, my gut screaming that this is exactly how individuals end up as breaking news.
However, I was already late, and her tone did not seem dangerous.
Therefore, I pushed the door open.
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