The Burglar_(0)
The burglar silently stole through the house, heading for the bedroom where he knew he’d find the woman sound asleep. He was confident he’d have no problems carrying out his plans, since the house was set well back from the lonely country road, and the nearest neighbor was at least five miles up that same road. She lived alone except for two cats that had taken one look at him and disappeared. The phone line to the house was cut, and he knew she didn’t have a cell phone. He’d been watching her for a couple of months and knew her schedule. He’d been in the house while she’d been gone, and had memorized where everything was so he knew the house as well as she did. He slid through the bedroom door, pulling several …