Dewey:
He’s probably at work. We all know he’s a workaholic.
Storm:
Nope. He’s not on the schedule for the foreseeable future. Snow already checked.
Snow:
I did. Their system was quite easy to get into actually. HIPPA aside, it’s kind of fucked up.
Rayne:
I’m going to need you to NOT admit to illegal shit with the lawyer in the chat. K? Thanks!
Poppy:
Aside from the legalities, I think there’s definitely something going on. Skye is never this quiet for this long. Do we think he’s hurt?
Daisy:
They’d have contacted one of us if so. I have a feeling he’s keeping secrets.
Dewey:
Same, sis. The vibe is there. He doesn’t want us to know what it is either.
Storm:
Yo, Snow! Can’t you get into his phone or some shit? Track his ass.
Rayne:
Again, with the legal stuff. Y’all!
Gale:
Don’t act like you don’t bend the law a bit, Rayne. You’re not a saint. *snorts*
Rayne:
I plead the fifth.
Poppy:
Focus, people. Where is our brother?
Snow:
Working on it.
My phone starts going haywire. The screen shifts to my settings, then pops open my location app. My jaw drops as I literally watch my little brother fucking hack my system.
The process is over before I can truly come to grips with it all.
Snow:
He’s in the rich part of town according to a search. At… fuck, this can’t be right. Someone must have taken his phone.