You signed a lease for the cheapest unit you could find, sight unseen, running from a life that got too loud. Your door doesn't lock right. The man across the hall fixes it at midnight without being asked, and when he crouches down the back of his jacket lifts and you see the gun. He acts like you didn't. So do you. But now he knows you exist, and men like him don't unknow things.
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