The Shop

I looked out at the shop. With everything back in order, the Fiesta’s appearance was the only reminder of the incident. But the shop floor had an eerie feel to it. I told myself the feeling lingered from the unsettling experience of the break-in, but I’m not sure I was being honest with myself. Those pictures were disturbing. I’m sure I’d been alone in the shop when I took them. I had walked all over, photographing every angle. I hadn’t heard a sound or seen anything to make me think someone else had been there.

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