Sarah POV
“S is definitely Scott,” Ted said, and we all knew enough by now not to question her. She didn’t like being questioned that way because, as I learned, she never said something that wasn’t backed up by a ridiculous amount of data, or meta-data, whichever was more important.
Most of us were in Zane’s study in person today: Travis and Alicia, Whitfield and Wilson, Ted and Melissa, and Zane and me. Delia, Shotz, and the Torrins were on their screens.
“I have to say I don’t quite know what to make of S’s posts even knowing it’s Scott,” Ted continued. “Sometimes, they’re cheering for Sarah, sometimes they’re snarking at other posters, and sometimes, well, they’re just sort of talking about nothing.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, easy in the knowledge other people were wondering the
