My Neighbor Warned Me About Wednesdays—So I Installed a Camera. What It Recorded Changed Everything.”

Still, the memory of the dripping faucet and the moved bracelet crept back into my mind.

By evening I had made a decision.

I wasn’t going to confront anyone.

I wasn’t going to accuse anyone.

I just wanted to know.

The next morning I stopped by an electronics shop and bought a small indoor security camera. The young man at the counter showed me how to connect it to my phone.

“Just point it at the doorway,” he said cheerfully.

That afternoon I placed it on the bookshelf facing the front door.

Then I waited.

The following Wednesday morning felt strangely tense.