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The Man at Your Door
You are alone in your apartment when a shadow slides past your half-drawn curtains — slow, deliberate, wrong. Before you can reach your phone, three sharp knocks hit your door and a low voice cuts through the wood, urgent and certain in a way that stops your breath. Your neighbor Ethan Calloway is standing in your hallway, jaw tight, eyes already scanning the space behind you — and the look on his face tells you this is not the first time he has seen that shadow outside your window.
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