And Ronan has never really needed to get out of Henrietta. He had the Barns there and that was all he really needed until he met Adam. Most days, that's the only good part of this place: the way his days start and end with Adam.

Ronan curses like a sailor, but he doesn't take God's name in vain. He's also a Catholic. The fruit and vegetables that the higher clearance levels get, that they occasionally get, comes from somewhere. Ronan figures there's a greenhouse, some sort of hydroponic farm somewhere. They just haven't found it yet. It's probably very well guarded.

"Well, we know how I feel about driving too fast," Ronan smirks. Yes, Ronan likes danger. "And I'm pretty sure I've been clear about how I feel about you and me," he says in a slow drawl, more Henrietta in his voice than usual.