detail.
I’d built that house decades before electronic gates, smart security systems, and mobile-controlled locks became fashionable.
And I knew every entrance.
Inside the shed was an old work boot where I’d kept a spare key for years.
I retrieved it, walked to the side door, and opened the original mechanical lock.
A moment later, Linda and I were back inside our home.
And what I saw in the kitchen made my jaw tighten.
Ethan and Ashley were standing beside the counter.
Ashley held a measuring tape while Ethan examined
