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Probably.

Nate saved the edit and reached for the tape measure beside his laptop.

He really did need to measure the basement. The numbers from his original floor plan seemed wrong.

But again, he stopped in front of the door to the basement without going in.

He could measure the outside first.

Twenty minutes later, he had confirmed that something about his floor plan was definitely not adding up.

He wasn’t yet sure what he was going to do about that. Something about that corner…

His phone buzzed, pulling him out of his thoughts as he approached the porch.

It was an email from the roof guy. A first quote.

Nate opened it while climbing the steps, read the total, and stopped.

Holy shit.

He’d known it was going to be expensive, but this…

Damn.

And the calculation didn’t even include materials for anything below the roof.

He closed his email app—and noticed the large red cardboard box that sat beside the front door.

It was a sponsor package he’d agreed to a little while ago.

The promotion would cover slightly less than one twenty-fifth of his roof.

Still money. And some free tech.

Nate carried the box into the sitting room and set up the camera.

“This house produces dust faster than I can remove it,” he told the lens fifteen minutes later. “Some of that is because I’m actively taking it apart, of course.”

Leo drifted into the room.

Nate kept his eyes on the camera.

“So today I’m trying something that should handle the everyday dirt between work sessions.”

He opened the box and lifted out a flat black disc.

Honestly, he wasn’t sure why he’d been sent a robot vacuum. As if something like that could handle plaster and random nails on the floor…

Maybe Jonah would like it after Nate was done filming.

Nate removed the packing materials, installed the brushes, and set the machine on its charging dock.

“What is that?” Leo asked.

Nate turned to him. “It’s a vacuum.”

Leo’s eyes narrowed. “It doesn’t look like a vacuum.”