The lawn and driveway showed up in crisp grays and whites.

I could see the bare branches of the oak tree swaying in the wind.

I watched the empty driveway.

Ten minutes went by.

My coffee went cold in its paper cup.

A server rack hummed steadily behind me.

At precisely twenty-three fifteen, a pair of headlights swept across the lawn.

The bright beams blinded the infrared sensor for a second.