Neighbors Didn’t Understand Why Someone Paid Half A Million For This House, Until They Looked Inside

Punching it in

I called Flint back and showed him the photograph. He nodded slowly and gestured at the keypad. I punched in the date carefully, eight digits in a row.

Zero, seven, zero, four, one, nine, six, four. The green light blinked once. Then twice. And then we heard a soft click. “Did we do it?”