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“Really?” Ocean lets out a loud breath. “That’s good. I was worried when you came up with the getting pregnant idea.”
“That wasn’t a terrible idea. I read about it. Science has proven that males often–”
“So you’re not over it.” She cuts me off.
“I’m over the secrets.”
“Oh.” Her voice grows gleeful. “Are we going to destroy something else? Can I go in?” I know she doesn’t mean personally. I’ve been making her keep her drone back. At a glance, I couldn’t see any security around Owen’s place, but there has to be some. Problem is I’m pretty sure some of it is basic. Old-school military; nonetheless, it would alert him, I’m sure.
“I’m going to find out what’s behind the wall.”
“Can I go in?” Ocean begs.
“Yes.” I give as I press down harder on the gas, needing to beat Owen home. He could have more errands. That thought sours my mood. I wonder how many more women will try to proposition my man.
“MOM,” I call out.
“Yes, sweetheart.” The soft but still robotic voice comes through the speakers. I need her right now. I don’t have my hands free. I can’t bring myself to get an electric car. They freak me out, only because I know what I’ve done to some of them myself. They can be hacked and tracked. A vehicle is a giant weapon.
“All lights green.” I give the command. The light in front of me flicks over a second before I blow through it.
“Isn’t that fun?” Ocean asks.
“Kinda,” I admit. It was always me that was turning the lights for other people. I suppose I still am. I made the system I call MOM. That might be weird or crazy, but I guess that’s what I am, after all. It’s nice to call out for her help. “Turn them back red on target, Owen.” Our tracker is still on him. A few red lights will buy me some time. “Did he get in his truck?”
“Yes, he appears to be following your direction.”
Yeah, it's the fast way home. To his house.
“Roads clear?”
“No,” MOM responds. “There is a state trooper doing radar on C highway before Montgomery Road.” Of course there is. Shit. It’s coming up too quickly for me to try and lure them somewhere else. I slow down. The last thing I need is to get pulled over.
“It’s a basement,” Ocean whispers, talking more to herself.
“Don’t blow anything up!” He’s got cute little critters all over that place.
“I’m not! I can scan it better now that you’re letting me near the damn house.”
“Oh.”
“But I can.”
“No!” I shout at her.
“I’m not going to blow anything up. I want to see what he’s got. The wall opens to a small room that only leads to the basement.” Ocean is quiet for a long moment. “Wow.”
“Wow? What’s wow?” I pass the state trooper.
“There is nothing. I can’t read it. I know there is a basement, but I can’t get anything from it. Not a temperature or a full size. He’s blocking me somehow.” Now it’s Ocean who growls in frustration.
“Don’t blow it up,” I remind her as I once again speed up. “I’ll go down there myself.”
“I don’t know. You’ll be going in blind. No signals of any kind are coming in or out of there, but there is something there.” Her anger starts to morph into fascination. “If you weren’t cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs, I’d make a terrible joke about him having a girl down there.”
“Ocean!”
“What? We live off those crime documentaries.” We do, but there is no waymyOwen who has a cute kitten and gives me sweet kisses is one of those monsters.
