Everyone in Maple Street loves Walter Pike. He fixes bikes. Carries groceries. Brings soup when you’re sick. Always smiling. Always polite. Always saying… “Don’t mind me.” For thirty years, tragedy has followed arguments. A fall down icy steps. A late-night accident. A disappearance no one can explain. Nothing suspicious. Nothing connected. Until a newcomer starts paying attention. And notices something the town never did: Every victim… crossed Walter first. Now the question isn’t whether the old man is dangerous. It’s how long he’s been quietly deciding who deserves to stay… and who doesn’t. Because the most terrifying people aren’t the loud ones. They’re the ones you trust. The ones who apologize. The ones who whisper— Don’t mind me.