After sleeping through my Monday night robbery, I was awake for its reprise last night.
I'd worked until 03h00 and was settling in for my sleep when I heard a noise. Armed with a piece of steel rebar that has been beside my bed since Monday, I inched down the dark passage. Never turn the lights on they say - you become a better target for a bullet.
I rounded the corner to see the shape of a crouching burglar on my patio. My shout as I chased towards him was the weird roar, "You fucking bastard!"
The dark shape turned and ran. He slipped as he tried to cross my koi pond. In a flash he was up again. He raced across the garden an vaulted the garden wall into the complex gardens.
I raced back to my room, called the police, suburb security and armed response.
I spent the next hour scouring the complex with first the suburb security, ex-recces with assault rifles, then the police and then the armed response.
Nothing. Either this guy knows a good way over our boundary wall and electric fence or he's coming from the inside.
All I know is he's one brazen fucker.