For the last few years, they’d lived in a two-story home at the end of a cul-de-sac, one of only four houses on the street, and theirs had been fully fenced in with a gate that could only be opened with a security code.
They had changed the house to suit their needs. Most of the bottom floor was windowless. They had kept the upstairs windows but those were heavily draped most of the time. Besides the gate, the house itself was heavily alarmed.
Graham punched in the code and drove his black Cadillac through the open gate, which closed quickly as he entered the garage. As soon as they were inside the house, Graham made sure the alarms were active on all the doors once more.
He sensed nothing so he knew they were alone in their house. They’d probably have to move again. Graham hated the id
