Both men stop talking to him and decided to hold surveillance. The three relatives remained in the house. The two older were staring at the windows while the kid looked at them wandering what would happen next.
Kevin noticed that Dineth was nervous. Perhaps he still thinks we will punish him, concluded.
Kevin stopped watching by the windows and approached his son to explain why that project was important. With every word, the boy seemed to understand why his relatives were so worried.

The Project Z was an idea to avoid transport. It didn´t matter if it was bus, private car, trains or planes. Grandfather got sick of moving from one place to the other and hated crowds, loud music –especially if it wasn´t of his taste-, crying babies, religious nutts that enter the vehicle to make passengers feel guilty and so many other things he didn´t want to go through again.

—Important people knew what I was doing and they see my job as a risk to the stability of their business.

—They want to hurt grandpa?

—Yes, nothing will happen if you don´t touch the box again.

Three hours later, the old man took his box and tried to leave the house when they saw patrol lights outside.

—Dad! —Cried Dineth.

—Come together —screamed Grandfather.

The three guys came closer and the oldest of them pushed the button of the Project Z. when the already known blue light shone, they left the house and appeared in a park in another town.

—Dad, —asked Kevin— where are we?

—In another state. I couldn´t think of my house. The police could have taken it too.