{SAMANTHA’S POV}
Samantha looked out to see a car door open. Out came a human, poorly dressed in a cheap suit, carrying a “for-sale” sign beneath his arm. He walked towards the front door of the house.
She was so relieved, that she laughed out loud.
It was just another pathetic human. And this one, a real estate broker. The worst of them all.
Of course. Now it made sense. He was probably preparing to show the house, probably had an open house scheduled, and was here bright and early to make sure everything was fine. Overzealous. And desperate.
As she watched him approach, she saw his brow furrow in confusion and then concern, as he began to notice the signs that the house was occupied. Sam’s pickup truck in the driveway. A light on.
He seemed utterly confused, as if racking his brai
