Porch Pirate by Jennifer

A buzz like an angry wasp made me freeze before my fingers closed. Mounted at eye level was a tiny camera, its blinking red light like a fiendish eye peering at me. The camera pivoted on its metallic arm then tilted upward to get a better look at my face. It buzzed again and the focus wheel spun. “Fuck.”

A buzz like an angry wasp made me freeze before my fingers closed. Mounted at eye level was a tiny camera, its blinking red light like a fiendish eye peering at me. The camera pivoted on its metallic arm then tilted upward to get a better look at my face. It buzzed again and the focus wheel spun.

“Fuck.”

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