Rathon: One month before.
Jordan slipped the tablet she used into the black bag and looked around her bedroom one last time. The note that she had written for Jesse rested against the pillow on her neatly made bed. She adjusted the black cap she was wearing over her sun-streaked brown hair and walked over to the door leading out to the back garden. She would have to be careful not to trip the security grid around Hunter and Jesse’s home.
She glanced at the small wrist-size screen attached to her arm. She could control the home security system software she had downloaded on her tablet using it. Closing the door to her bedroom, she silently crossed the covered porch area and moved down the steps.
Once she had reached the side gate, she glanced over her shoulder one last time before she pr
