"Hey, Mr Hastleton's car just left the house," The security guard spoke into his earpiece with an unsettled expression.
He stood under one of the streetlights close to Mr Hastleton's gate. He was currently looking at the house which he had been asked to check out.
It had been a few seconds and the gatekeeper had not yet returned to his post. The house was eerily silent. The gate, which had been opened automatically, did not close.
The gate remained open, leaving the house fully exposed.
Something was wrong.
"Okay, the visitor must be leaving then," The security guard on the other side of the earpiece said with a look of relief on his face.
"No, no, no!" The guard close to Mr Hastleton's gate shook his head, raising his voice, "It's not Mr Hastleton that's driving the car! Don't let that guy pass through! Close the gate!"
As he shouted into his earpiece, the security guard ran into Mr Hastleton's compound.
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