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Raphael had put his little girl to bed about an hour ago. They were lucky to have a baby this quiet and easy, she barely cried and she would sleep whenever she was in her crib. Which meant he had time to run on the treadmill and take a shower before Gabriella would come back home. Walking down the stairs there was this feeling that crawled down his spine that there was something different. Something he couldn’t place his finger on. The feeling however was dissolved when he heard the sound of a window opening. A burglar at bright daylight? The person would have some balls to break into his house, Raphael thought to himself, as he made his way towards the room, where he would deal with it himself. His hand turned the knob on the door, opening it up with a swing to interrupt the burglar from his climbing in--