<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Jason Hunter on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>https://plaza.housetoral.uk/authors/jason-hunter/</link><description>Recent content in Jason Hunter on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://plaza.housetoral.uk/authors/jason-hunter/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Renee's Unexpected Find</title><link>https://plaza.housetoral.uk/stories/2026/07/18/renees-unexpected-find/</link><pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://plaza.housetoral.uk/stories/2026/07/18/renees-unexpected-find/</guid><description>&lt;h4 id="the-intruder">The Intruder&lt;/h4>
&lt;p>The house was exactly as she expected.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>&lt;em>Thank God&lt;/em>, she thought. That meant that the several days of surveillance hadn&amp;rsquo;t been wasted.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>She normally spent at least a few days planning in advance, split between Internet searches, social media scrubbing and finally, physical surveillance.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>Renee thought of herself as a professional, and she didn&amp;rsquo;t like the idea of leaving much to chance. She preferred to target the suburbs, relying on the natural ebb and flow of the middle class to create opportunities for her to do her work, and not too far from major streets in the event she needed a quick getaway.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>