“I leave it open when Luna needs to go outside to the garden. What the hell is this, Finn? You’re freaking me out.”
I was freaking myself out.
“Are you su
re no one got in? Are you absolutely sure you’re safe?”
“Yes. If anyone had got in the CCTV would have picked it up.”
Bingo.
“You have CCTV?”
“Yes. Dad had it installed ages ago when all the stuff with the Lockwood’s cars getting trashed happened.”
“Where?”
“Where what?”
“Where are the cameras?” My instincts told me that if they were outside, the soldiers probably would’ve disabled them somehow. But I could always pray for a miracle. Maybe they weren’t as clever as they thought they were.
“One on the front door, one over the garage doors and one in the back garden,” she answered.
“Does it cover your kitchen door?”
“Well, no. It covers the patio doors, but Dad had internal cameras put in too. Only downstairs though, you don’t need to worry. Is that what this about? You coming over earlier? Are you worried Mum and Dad will have seen you?” Her naivety was endearing but it worried me to death. She wasn’t street-smart enough to deal with the kind of problems I had going on in my life.
“No. It’s me checking you’re safe.”
“Finn, if anyone tried to break in we’d know about it. The kitchen sensor picks up any movement. I’m fine. Stop worrying.”
Something wasn’t adding up.
“And the sensors didn’t pick anything up after I left you?”
“Well, no. They weren’t switched on.”
“You’re fucking joking me? What about the CCTV outside?”
“I switched that off too.”
Un-fucking-believable. I threw my head back and let out a frustrated growl.
“Jesus Christ, Eff. What’s the point in having security if you don’t use it?”
“I switched it off because I was at home and it’s daytime. What the hell do you think is going to happen?” She was getting pissed off, I could tell by the way her tone of voice was getting higher and higher, but I was pissed off too. I couldn’t understand why she saw the issue of her own safety as such a hassle. An inconvenience. I’d thought everybody lived on high alert, forever on guard in case the worst should happen. Evil didn’t always wait until it was dark to strike.
I ran my hand over my face and sighed. This wasn’t her fault, I knew that. She lived a different life to the one I was used to. If I wasn’t careful this was going to turn into an argument, and I really didn’t want that on day one of us being together.
“I’m sorry. I fell asleep and had a bad dream. When I woke up I panicked and needed to make sure you were okay. Don’t hate me. It’s only ‘cos I love you.”
She sighed right back at me.
“I’m okay. I wish I was there to hug you though and make you feel better. You sounded crazy when I answered the phone.”
“I was.” Crazy was putting it mildly. I was about to self-combust. “Eff, I have to go. I think Zak’s ordered a pizza and the delivery guy is at the door.” I was surprised how easily the lies were rolling off my tongue today. “I’ll speak to you later, yeah?”
“Okay. I love you.” Her voice was back to its playful sweet tone, and even though my heart was still splintered into a million pieces, piercing my lungs and making it difficult to breathe, some of the fog in my brain began to clear.