PART 2 OF 8
THE MAN WHO WALKED LIKE HE KNEW THE HOUSE
Mavenlus DeskFICTION
At 10:15 that night, Alessandro sat in the estate’s security room beside Vincent.
Every camera feed from the previous week played across twelve monitors.
They reviewed entrances.
Hallways.
The kitchen.
The garage.
The wine cellar.
At 10:47, Vincent stopped the footage.
“There.”
A man in maintenance clothing entered through the eastern service gate.
His badge worked.
He walked like he knew exactly where he was going.
“Who is he?”