Discovery
In an Airbnb, a blinking light on the smoke detector led me to unscrew it — and find a tiny lens.
Fear hit fast. We packed and left immediately.
Escape
From a diner lot I wrote a warning review.
The host replied: “You fool, this isn’t a camera.
That was the transmitter for our private security system.
Now you’ve broken it — and they’ll come looking for it.”
We drove three more hours to a hotel and smashed the phone used to book the rental.
Proof
Back through my photos I spotted a faint red dot behind the curtain — a laser, a tracker.
The place wasn’t a home; it was a setup: watching, collecting, waiting.
Warning
We filed a police report, but the lesson stayed: appearances can be traps. Trust five-star photos — but verify. Safety is fragile.
