CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT.
"Oh man!" Melissa knelt on her bed, a beef jerky in hand as she stared in annoyance at her laptop screen. It had started hanging last night and she was suspecting that some sort of malware had corrupted it. She groaned again when her cursor froze on the screen, moving after a few seconds. She'd spent the better part of today trying to get free time with Clarissa because her friend was the only one who'd know the most tech savvy person in Luca's employ, but Clarissa had been busy throughout, saying something about Luca having people over by evening. Now, Melissa had to navigate the cranky system by herself, throwing curses at the inanimate object once in a while.
She'd just bent forwards, resting on her elbows so she'd be more comfortable, when the door pushed open a
