Chapter 48
TarynI parked in Jeff’s driveway and checked my phone again before punching the button for the garage door. Still no text back.
If I didn’t reach him, I didn’t reach him. I’d put the groceries in the fridge and maybe tomorrow come back over and cook. Not wanting to make two trips, I grabbed my laptop bag and the two bags of groceries.
The backyard gate rattled, and I turned. Why would it be open? I rocked backward, balancing my cargo while shoving the car door shut with my hip. Once in the garage, I set down the grocery bags, my laptop bag still strapped around my shoulder, and opened the door into the house. An electronic shriek pierced the air.
Why was the alarm set? Shouldering the door open wider, I dropped the laptop bag in the mudroom and punched in the alarm code to s
