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The young man who pounded at the door on Saturday afternoon said he was with the gas company. He said there was a gas leak down the road, and that he had to come in and check the faucets. My parents’ neighbor, Jack, a widower in his eighties, let the man in.
He was wearing some kind of badge around his neck, but it was turned toward his body so Jack couldn’t see it. The man wore a yellow work vest with blue khakis, and came up the driveway in an unmarked sedan.
He said he was going to have to run two different faucets in the house for thirty minutes for a special dye test. He told Jack to turn on the kitchen faucet and watch it, to see if any green dye appeared in the stream. The man said he’d go into the master bathroom, and watch the…
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