Page 62 of Rue

Davon gave her a derisive snort, but said nothing, motioning Phoenix to sit down.

Sailor focused on what she was doing; it helped that she had lied to Geo. She had written these programs already and she knew they would work already. She hadn’t used them, not yet. They were in a series of thumb drives hidden in her closet in her room. She also already had other things she needed all ready, but she didn’t want Geo to know any of that. Instead, she rewrote two of them in a couple of short hours, then switched to one of the other computers and began setting up different things she was going to need.

She immediately felt Davon behind her, looking over her shoulder. “What are you doin’?” he demanded.

“What I was told,” she answered tersely.

“Answer the question, Say,” he demanded. “Tell me what you’re doing.”

“Setting up the proxies so I can set up the offshores while I test those.”

“That was fuckin’ quick…”

“Yup. Leave me alone, please so I can do this.”

“How’d you get it done so quick? You’d already done it once, ain’t you? Why’d you tell ’m you…”

“Leave me alone, Day! Let me do this!”

“Pshhh. You tryna pull some shit, Say, I know you. Wha’s your angle?”

“Leave me alone or I’ll tell Geo you bothered me!”

“You think I’m scared ‘a him? I showed you plenty that I ain’t. What’s that exactly you doin’ right there?”

“Runnin’ proxies, seriously, Day, leave me alone! Let me get this done!”

“How are you even online, none of these are…”

“Are you seriously asking ME that, asshat? Fuck off, Day.”

“As long as you’s online ’n shit, how ‘bout you turn on that screen there ‘n put us on some Netflix or somethin’?” Phoenix asked.

“We ain’t here ta watch TV, we ain’t gettin’ paid for that shit,” Davon growled. “You keep up that shit and I’ll call you off this. Send you home and tell the boss why. He won’t bring ya back, he don’t give second chances. You gotta keep your head in this.”

“Can you two take it outside? For fucks sake! Let me work!”

“Nah. It’s time ta eat, Sailor. Come on, Geo said you couldn’t skip food.”

“I need to finish this first, I can’t just pause it. Just back off… Go see what’s for lunch or something. Come on, let me fucking work! Let me have this done for him before he gets home tonight!”

Davon went still, then made an angry noise. “This is you tryna impress ‘m now?!? Since when? You what? You have fuckin’ feelin’s for him?”

“Leave it!” she hissed angrily.

Davon leaned closer, putting an arm on either side of the desk to put his mouth on her temple. “This you tellin’ me you don’t want out no more?” he asked in a whisper. “This you sayin’ you’s where you wanna be?”

“Leave it, Day,” she growled, trying to shrug him off.

“Nah, Say. What about Austin? You still want that shit?”

“Davon! Let me work!”

“How ‘bout you make some dumb fuckin’ excuse about how you don’t feel good? I take you up to that bedroom ‘n you show me how you like it, Say?” he purred into her jaw.

“Day, you need to back off! He has cameras everywhere, here included! All the rooms too! He’s probably watching right now!” she whispered quickly, trying not to look around for cameras.

“You think I’m fuckin’ gullible?” he asked with a sneer.

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