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“I’m NOT joking, Day! I’ve seen him watch live feeds and videos! He’s shown me videos of me in the bedrooms when I don’t sleep, yelling at me for not sleeping! I promise you, he has cameras everywhere! Please back off, I don’t want him to kill you! Please!”

Davon backed off quickly, barely stopping himself from looking around. “Aight, Say, but you better be doin’ what you say you are. We’ll find out real quick if you ain’t ‘n you tryna pull some shit.”

Sailor only sighed, ignoring him as she returned to the zone.

Twenty minutes later, the door opened, making her flinch back and jerk so hard that her chair almost tipped.

“Wha’s wrong?” Geo demanded. “Wha’s goin’ on?”

“N-nothing?” she stammered, confused.

“Why was he all up in your shit like somethin’ was up? You up to some shit?”

“No? I started the testing phase and started working on something else. He was asking about it is all.”

“Tell me what you doin’,” Geo demanded, leaning over the computer she was working on.

“Setting up P.O. boxes,” she sighed. “And offshore’s.”

“You need ta be online for that,” Geo scowled.

“She’s been online all morning,” Phoenix offered. “Like, right off. First thing she did.”

“How?” Geo demanded, looking at Mig. “Thought you had a password on that?”

Sailor smirked and turned back to her work.

“Nah, Rue. Answers,” Geo demanded, spinning her chair to face him. “What kinda shit you up to?”

“I told you! Do you want me to do this or not? Come on, I just need five more minutes to finish this, okay?”

“You fuck with me, Rue, I’m’a welt that bottom. Check me.”

“I got it. Five minutes, okay? Then I’ll eat, promise,” she told him, turning back to her work before it timed out.

“Why ain’t you fools brought her somethin’ ta eat?” Geo demanded of Davon.

“I told her to take a break and go eat in the dining room,” Davon scowled. “She said she needed to finish this first. We were all gonna go eat in there.”

“I told you fuckin’ noon! It’s almost 2!”

“She said she hadda finish it!”

“N’ I told you she hadda fuckin’ eat! Who you fuckin’ work for, fool? Me or Rue?”

Davon huffed. “C’mon, Say! It’s time ta fuckin’ eat!”

“Nah, go GET her som’in’ if she says she has ta finish! It ain’t fuckin’ hard, Fool!”

Davon growled and stormed out of the room and Geo leaned over Sailor almost exactly like Davon had. He even had his cheek on her temple the same way.

“Were you on your way home already or did you come racing here?” Sailor asked distractedly.

“Don’t you worry on it,” Geo grumped.

“There, done,” she sighed, closing it out.

“What was that?” Geo asked, irritated that she closed it before explaining it.

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