7:40pm Monday night. There was a knock on my door. I opened it to find my neighbor across the landing. He was a young Indian guy with thick glasses. He lived with his wife. The few times I ran into them we just exchanged quick hellos. “Excuse me, did you see someone deliver a package?” I told him I hadn’t. He looked vexed then asked if I would let him know if I did. I said, “Of course.” He turned and walked down the stairs to the parking area and disappeared from view.
Monday night
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