I was cooking dinner in the kitchen when I noticed a car parked across the street. The headlights were on so I thought someone just stopped to answer their phone or text back. But then every time I went to the sink I could see the car was still there. About 20 minutes later there was a knock on the window. I was still busy with food, so just shouted to DH to go get the door. He opened it to a youngish bloke (in his twenties he thought) wearing black tracksuit with his hood up. When the guy saw him, he started stuttering and said he was looking for 'Danielle and Shenaya' or something like that and his knees started shaking. At this point DH noticed, that there were 3 other blokes ready to get out of the car but when they saw him they closed the doors and stayed in. The guy at the door apparently couldn't get away quick enough. I made a joke that I hoped they didn't plan to rob the house, because the only thing worth stealing here is me but DH didn't laugh. He said that clearly they've been watching me since our kitchen doesn't quite look like wealthy people live here. I don't get easily scared but this threw me off balance. DH wasn't even supposed to be home - he finished work early - so it would be just me and DS at home if he didn't. I do have a big bulldog but even with him I probably couldn't do much against 4 grown men...
It could've been genuine ofc but it's a close knit community we live in and I know that nobody by those names and description lives in the area. And why did it take them whole half an hour to knock on the door and ask? I really hope I'm just overreacting but that's really creepy.