Is Someone Stalking Her?

[Padraig401]

He is 6'2"...... well built...... blue eyes...... blond hair.

He saw her walking along the street in the shopping district of town and he knew he had to have her. He followed her at a distance... into the parking lot. He walked past her car as she got into it and made certain to get her license plate number. He would have a friend of his in the local police department get her address for him.

Several days later he drove past the house that his friend told him was where that license plate was registered. He parked down the street and watched. He had a plan and he was going to work it.

He waited until he saw her leave and then snuck around to the back of the house. He found a window that was unlocked and was able to gain access to the house. He moved about the house and in several places moved things ..... just slightly..... just enough to make her think.... make her wonder. Then he went into her bedroom and opened her dresser drawers. He found the drawer with her lingerie and removed a nightie.... when he left he left the drawer just slightly ajar.

 

[zydrate]

Candace was always a neat freak. She had to have everything just so... Her place was immaculate. Everything had its place.

The day started off like any other. Wake up, shower, dress, grab a breakfast bar then head off to work. Nothing out of the usual. Even the day went good.

So when she came home that evening. In her bones, Candace felt that something was wrong.

Turning on the lights, she looked around and didn't see anything out of the ordinary. She started to undress, losing her top as she entered her bedroom and saw that her room was still in the same order as it had been this morning. Although she saw that one of her drawers weren't closed all the way. Her brow furrowed and so she quickly closed it and changed into a pair of shorts and a tshirt.

Why did it feel that something wasn't right?