CHAPTER THIRTEEN
FORD
It was two in the morning, and Indi was tucked into bed. Asleep. I stood outside her house, noting the lights were off. The neighborhood was quiet. I should leave her be, come by in the morning, but I couldn’t.
We’d been gone a week, and I couldn’t wait a second longer to be with her. To be in her.
I pulled out my cell and sent her a text that I was outside and coming in. As far as I knew, she didn’t have a gun, but the last thing I wanted to do was scare the s**t out of her. Especially after the break-in.
I palmed the key Kennedy had given me and slid it into the new lock. It opened easily. There were no beeps on the security system—a quick indication for burglars that there was an alarm—and typed in the code. No doubt Kennedy had just received an alert about th
