The time, 6:01 flashes on the alarm drilled into the brick exterior of my back entryway at the bakery. Bennett punches in a set of numbers and the entire box flashes green.
"The code is the date you moved to Pelican Bay," he rattles off the number, which is good because I have no idea when I made it here. "I'll give you a full rundown of how to work the system later, but for now that code will get you in and out when you need it. And remember Spencer is always your eye in the sky." He leans out the back door and points toward the camera mounted a little to the left of the entryway.
"Thanks." I remove my keys from the door and pull it the rest of the way open. Bennett leans into my little hallway and places a kiss on my cheek.
One that doesn't last nearly long enough. It's like our 500th
