There were some incidents along the way. After our heavy talk about IRIS and Trinity, Lilly and I chatted amiably until we reached the warehouse district. When we arrived, we saw the rows and rows of identical warehouse buildings. Each warehouse was about two stories tall and had enough space to put in twenty cars side by side.
The warehouses were each divided into "apartment units." One could rent as many units as required and deposit your items for safekeeping. Apparently, Dad left them instructions that should he pass, they were to contact us, his family.
He asked them to transfer ownership of the sole unit he rented. Mom and I didn't even know that he had died until after the government agencies notified us.
Before I left home, Dad had his guns scattered around. So, I didn't know when he switched to using warehouses. It appeared that he had paid for a ten-year rental in advance after I moved out. I supposedly still had five years before the rental ended.
