“Yeah. You said you can get them paper?”
I nod. “Badass has FBI working on the guardian status. They were born in the US but need a guardian or family member or they’re in care. That’s how they ended up in Libya.”
She nods. “We followed the money. Alder was sending bank information to his guy Web before they left.”
I turn toward Mase. He nods. “Teller is on that with Hannah and Alexia. He said he’d have Hannah send you the link.”
“Thanks. Do you have a tablet or phone, Sarah?”
She bends and pulls the small tablet from her cargo pocket.
I hand her my phone. “Put you in my chat. My old Pres, Bishop, had a chat he shared with the lawyers for new laws or questions we’d need clarification on.”
She nods. “I’ll do that but the money trail detail isn’t needed by the teams.”
I smile. “No. It would be classified. Vapor should get everything and she’ll decide who needs what.”
She stops watching the choppers flying in formation to look at me. “Are you the VP?”
“No, I’m the lawyer and tutor for Badass. I’m new to Badass and still learning myself.”
Her eyes bounce to Mase so mine do. He shakes his head. “A VP is coming but he’s from Princes and needed a week. He’s Ops and admin oriented with ability but he’s like Putam. He’ll use it when it’s needed, otherwise he’s just merely awesome.”
I laugh. “He doesn’t catch fire.”
His smile falls. “I’m the only one so far. Prez is the only one that can turn a building to dust, Citlali is crazy shielding and Zeke suspending time. He shrugs. Justice and Mucimi can do everything. Aiyana said Teller has more to grow. I’m never asking what she means because she told me at my house when she was at Princes.”
I look at Sarah and wonder if my eyes are as big and try to adjust my face to blank.
Mase laughs at us both this time.
Shrugging, I sit at the table on the side and type the report with the information I listed as Ops was running. Just as I’m standing, Cort shows like he’s an Indian. I fall back in the seat to Mase’s laughing.
“He’s virtual. Your tablet was his way in. I look at the tablet then Cort. I’m not asking how. “I just did the report. Do you want it?”
“Send me the link, Amal. Put it up on…” he looks around. “How do you see Ops? We saw your board.”
I stand again. “I want a board. This is too real for what I do.”
“No fuckin’ way. We need this at Honor Rising. They run drones from here until the Brother with them is open to take them, like taking ground with chopper Ops so they can work together.”
I shake my head as soon as I see Cort’s eyes flash in that steely blue. “I still want a board. I can put this on the computer over there or open it above my tablet.”
Mase walks closer. “Send me the link.”
I do and he’s got it showing above his phone like the Law App does when you hit view.
“Any link shows if you click the three dots then view.” Mase teaches me something every time he shows up.
“Thanks. I see it but didn’t know everything shows like that.”
He nods putting my phone down on the table. The view gets bigger so virtual Cort can see it. “It’s the links. Every link goes to a Badass server doc or worksheet. They all respond the same as the apps.”
“That’s how Alder can type on the virtual keyboard?” I ask Mase.
“He uses an app he made for that one. For BSC Brothers with a job that opens a link and BSC Club Officers, the server holds links. Those links are saved and coded to show as hologram boards.”
“Thanks, Mase. I won’t open them outside my office or the meeting room.” I never saw Bishop open Ops reports. He opens the app all the time so I do. It’s public information anyway.