Brenda’s pulse quickened. “What did you see?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. The neighbor took a pause, recalling the details. “There was a person in a black hoodie standing near your door. They had something in their arms and kept looking over their shoulder, like they didn’t want to be seen.”
Her words sent chills down Brenda’s spine. The description was vague, but it was enough to set her mind racing. Was this person connected to the baby? Had they been watching her house? Fear gripped her as she tried to piece together the fragments of the mystery.