Page 68 of The Deceptions

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The moment I stepped foot on Greenwood U turf; my personal phone was taken from me. And in its place a Veritas issued phone fit with AntiEyes–a program that deletes every shred of evidence on the phone into a secure cloud blocked by red tape.

Carter

Don’t ask stupid questions.

Oli

It’s not a stupid question, but I'll leave it alone. You sound like you’re having a terrible day.

Carter

Fuck off. Do you want to know about this mysterious tracker or not?

Oli

Duh.

Carter

Say pretty fucking please…

I stifle a laugh at his idiocy. Sometimes talking to him is like having a brother. He’s always up for helping me with technical things when I can’t unravel them myself. I don’t have the bandwidth to understand what he does. Hell, I can barely operate our private portal. Logging in for me is a miracle in itself. And email? Don’t get me fucking started on navigating that.

Oli

Please?

Carter

It’s registered to Malic Monroe. Some fucker from Greenwood. He has the app on his phone. Want me to hack it? Watch his movements? I’m fucking bored.

Oli

Aren’t you running a company? How are you bored? And no. Who knows if he’s got tech on his side.

Carter

You’re no fucking fun. *middle finger emoji*

He doesn’t have tech on his fucking side. He’s a goddamn idiot.

Oli

And how do you know? Did you…

I shake my head with realization. It’s because he’s already tapped into Malic’s phone. It must be a slow day in his home office.

Carter

Because I could hack into his phone without mirroring the damn thing and snoop. You there to watch him? Because you fucking need to. He’s got someone in his phone named fucking Boss. How goddamn obvious.

Oli

Boss? Any messages? Calls?

Carter

Oh, now you want me to fucking help you look through this asshole’s phone?

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