She is wearing gray sweatpants, a rumpled gray T-shirt, and lime-green Crocs. Her face is devoid of makeup, and her hair is pulled into a loose ponytail at the base of her neck. “What’s happening?” she asks, heading straight for the bedroom and grabbing my binoculars off the floor where I dropped them earlier. “Have the police shown up yet?” “No.” “I can’t see anything,” she says, sweeping the binoculars across the side of Paul’s building. “All the lights are out.” “What? No—they were on a minute ago.” Claire hands me the binoculars for me to check for myself. I shake my head. Paul must have turned the lights off when I left the room to answer the door. “You did call the police, didn’t you?” Claire says. “I told them that a woman was being attacked in her apartment. I gave them the address and apartment number.” “What did they say?” “I didn’t give them a chance to say anything. I just told them a woman was being attacked and hung up.”
What do You think about Someone Is Watching (2015)?
