When I lived in CA, I had a place less than a block from the beach
Some of us were single in our 20s/30s...on one side my next door neighbor was a huge partier and once I woke up to bloody hand prints on my door and outside wall because one of his friends cut himself and pounded on my door thinking it was Pete's unit (oddly enough I knew it had to be one of Pete's friends and wasn't alarmed by the late-night pounding). Pete was an incredible cook and when I had knee surgery and was laid up for two weeks he made dinners and brought them to me. One upstairs neighbor was a
A couple moved into the apartment on the other side of me and they were a bit more reserved than the rest of the group--more loners. The woman introduced herself but I never knew the name of her boyfriend/husband/lover/
(Honestly, I'm getting to the part that reminded me of Law & Order.) One night I was home and walked the 15 feet or so from my unit to the laundry room. In the time it took me to put the quarters in the machine, add the detergent and toss my clothes in the washer, police showed up next door. As I
After they moved out (or went to jail, who knows?), I heard that there was a time Creepy Companion held Christine hostage in the apartment and took all of her clothes so she wouldn't/couldn't leave while he was away. She escaped through a window and ran naked to one of the homes on our street but Creepy Companion arrived home, saw her running and chased after her.
Cue the Law & Order music...