CHAPTER 22
*FINN’S POV* “Who’s Robo Nolan?” I turned my head to look at Tinsley in the passenger seat. “I met him last summer. We worked at the same part time job.” Tinsley fiddled with her hands and faced the window. “He taught me the basic mechanics of technology and how to see if your phone has a bug in it. We haven’t talked in at least half a year. Hopefully he still remembers me.” We drove the rest of the way in silence until suddenly my phone chimed with a text. Surprised, I pulled it out and handed it to Tinsley. “Can you see who it is?” Tinsley nodded and took the phone from me. “It’s an unknown number. “ I glanced at the phone before quickly turning back to the road. “You know the password. Can you see what it says?” Tinsley nodded and then tapped a
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