Wednesday Sneaky Peek 6-19-2013

                                 

An intruder at Beckett's home

    The house was quiet and dark, proving that the housekeeper still took her day off on Thursday. A quick look at the incoming video feed running on the cellphone, showed Beckett's car safely parked in the designated spot, and a light still burning in his office window.  It appeared that Dollyville's Sheriff was busy catching up on neglected paperwork, while the bitch was out of the way in Boston.

    Moving silently toward the back of the house, the figure in black skirted the motion detectors,  leaving the landscape in dark shadow.  Peeking through the dining room windows, on the right side of the building, the panel near the front door was blinking, making it obvious, as predicted, that the security system was armed.  This was, of course, no ordinary home system the likes of ADT or Wells Fargo, but rather a complex set of alarms and sensors that was meant to discourage more than your everyday thief.  Running on a wireless connection, the technology was set to an unknown frequency code that was difficult to break.  Difficult...but not impossible.

      It was Beckett's vanity that would make this challenge happen.  The security expert would have surely suggested hard wire for the installation, it being twice as difficult as wireless to over ride.  But that intrusive method meant drilling into the original hard wood floors and trim of the 150 year old home, and his sense of aesthetics, and need for perfection, wouldn't allow it.  He instead decided on the wireless option, confident that the code's complexity would thwart any attempted break ins.  Or so he believed.

       The intruder pulled a small device from a back pocket, and began entering a series of numbers and letters.  The toy had cost way more than anticipated, but came with a solid guarantee insuring success.  It's designer had insisted that the invention would jam any frequency code, regardless of how difficult, or complex, it might be.  But there was always the possibility that in his paranoia, Beckett had added another layer of security.  Sweating in the dark, heavy clothes, the figure watched and waited for all the digits on the screen to turn to zeros, signaling that the system was in over ride.  It took several minutes, but eventually satisfied, the intruder slipped in the house's rear entrance without notice.  Once safely inside, the power on the hand held device was terminated, and the building's security was again safely armed, given no outward signs that it had ever been tampered with.

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