Surveillance state

The new neighbour introduced himself as Pentridge.

“Like the prison?” Jason asked, screwing up his face.

“Yeah,” he replied.

Later, filling Alex in, Jason pronounced: “He’s sus.”

He kept his eye on Pentridge after that, noting his erratic comings and goings, his “dodgy” visitors, the strange sounds emanating from his garage at all hours.

When Alex asked, at 2.46am one morning, what Jason was doing at the bedroom window, he answered, “That racket! He’s up to something. I’m gonna find out what!” Donning his dressing gown, he made for the door.

“Jase!” Alex cried, but he was already gone.

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