Arbor Heights alert: two men dressed in trenchcoats and wearing wool golf hats knocked on my door. I refused to open it, and they shouted through the glass (without any accent) “Are there any Spanish-speaking people here?” One of them appeared to be carrying a bible. Someone waited outside for them in a very new Honda truck, engine running. They then took off without approaching any more doors. I’ve heard of this particular approach before, but it still felt squirrelly to me.