A low electrical sound.
I sat up.
Something about it felt wrong.
I walked toward the window and pulled the blinds aside.
And that was when I saw it.
A thick black cable stretched across my driveway.
My eyes followed it slowly.
From my garage outlet…
To Monica’s white Tesla parked near our shared property line.
For a moment, I just stood there.
Unable to process what I was seeing.
Then everything clicked.
