Chapter 115The student filmed four seconds before Damien said: "Please stop."She stopped. She lowered the phone. She looked at them and said: "Oh.""Please delete that," Lennon said.She looked genuinely mortified. "I am not going to post it. I was looking for a printer and I heard voices and I just…" She backed toward the door. "I am so sorry."She left.Lennon looked at Damien."She will not delete it," he said."No," Damien said."She said she would not post it.""I know what she said."They looked at each other."How long," Lennon said."Until she tells one person. Thirty minutes. Until the campus account has it, an hour." He paused. "By tonight."Lennon looked at the lamp. He looked at the room they had been meeting in since Octobe, the desk, the empty chairs, the single warm circle of light. He found words for the specific feeling he had about it."I am done with this room," he said."I know," Damien said.The after-hours and the lamp and the specific corridor nobody uses." He
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