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“Ok,” Tuck declared to the room, leaning back in the dining chair to link his fingers at the back of his head. “The good news is it’s not gonna blow up the building.”
Everyone gravitated back toward him. Devon and Zara had been standing on the balcony talking about bullshit, both of them aware that they were biding time until Tuck was done. Kadie had been chatting with them until Tuck began muttering to himself, and that was when she’d gone over to sit at her boyfriend’s side.
Zave and Brodie had, as per usual, been whispering with each other. This time they elected to stand in the kitchen, not to do anything, just in prime position to keep an eye on everyone else.
They all crowded around Tuck, but he picked up the laptop and strode towards the living room on the oth
