He was safe.
No phones would ring, no thieves could break in, no internet hackers would steal his identity.
Enclosed in his one-bedroom bungalow ten miles outside of Raleigh, Joe planned for everything.
He could still get around if need be. His handicapped-modified car allowed him to visit people and go to stores. But otherwise, he had a monthly standing order at the grocery store, and the people from social services would visit on the same day. Always the 3rd of the month.