Weeks passed while Dante continued to follow his leads. Gladys assured Adam that Dante’s process was always slow and steady.

Adam started a small garden on the roof, including several kinds of flowers and a water feature. The bees seemed to like it. Still, they were not thriving. Adam worried.

“My bees are sick,” Adam said to Dante. He handed him a list. “I need these items.”

Dante read the paper. “They should have all this at the store up the road.”

“I have no money.”

“Yup. Neither do I.”

Adam thought. “Does that not complicate our plan?”

“It does.”