I never thought I’d end up hiding inside Alexander’s house. But that’s exactly what it had become for me. The footage Sloane released had spread like wildfire, and even though Alexander had scrambled immediately to pull every string he could to erase it from the campus blog, the damage was done. But Alexander wasn’t letting me fight this alone. He had gathered everything. Sever logs, hidden IP traces, timestamps. I sat on the edge of his couch, hugging my knees while he worked at his multiple monitors. His face was illuminated by the cold blue light. “She didn’t even bother to mask her trail,” he muttered, pulling up another window. “That’s arrogance for you. She thought no one would touch her. She must’ve forgotten who I am.” “Can we really prove it’s her?” Alexander swiveled in his chair, meeting my eyes. “Kim... we already did. Look.” He turned the screen toward me. A string of numbers and letters I didn’t understand glared back at me. “That’s her login. Her device. The files w
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