Something just didn't seem right.
I was worried about spills yesterday, so I deliberately tied two extra knots.
It was a hallway, not outside. There was no wind or rain.
How could it have gotten like this?
It had to be someone's doing.
Amanda and Troy hadn't left their apartment all night; it couldn't have been them at our doorstep.
We keep regular hours and are never noisy.
That rules out retaliation from downstairs.
On this floor, it was just me and Helen.
Who else could it be?
After I discussed it with Troy, he frowned.
"Is it essential? It was just a few words of reminder.
"Let it go. You take Elisa to school, and I'll clean this up."
Troy rarely deals with such messy tasks; I was in a hurry to take Elisa to school, so I didn't say much more.
When I got home, I was alone in the house.
I pulled up the footage from the front door camera.
Amanda had lost a set of keys before.
I didn't think much of it at first.
But when small items started disappearing, I suspected a thief and called the police.
There was no evidence, though, so the police couldn't do much.
Amanda and Troy told me I was just stressed from taking care of Elisa and probably misplaced things myself.