Hushed voices

As she leaned closer to the window, she thought she heard hushed voices too, low and hurried. Samantha felt her heart rate spike. This wasn’t normal nighttime animal noise. She grabbed her bathrobe and tied it tightly around her waist. With hesitant steps, she tiptoed toward the back door, pushing it open just enough to peek into the darkness beyond her porch light’s glow.
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