My Neighbor Dug Holes in His Backyard Every Weekend – Then the Police Suddenly Arrived One Morning

The truck engine roared to life.

“Please!” I cried. “Who are you?”

But the man drove away into the darkness without looking back. I stood trembling barefoot on the porch, staring after the disappearing taillights. Then I noticed something near the steps.

A silver lighter.

I picked it up automatically. And the second I turned it over, my blood ran cold.continue reading …