Chapter Twenty-Three“My German friend's grandson, Liam, is sixteen years old and he hacks into computers,” shared Maude to Timothie as they nodded together over toast and marmalade. “Kids these days are little geniuses with electronics. Two-year-olds know more about computers than I do. They can download and upload and get rid of viruses. When I was two or three I was making mudpies on Draxxt,” she laughed and bit into a dry piece of toast.
Timothie grinned. “Me, too,” he said. “But Liam sounds like he could help us, unless he's really ga-ga over the yellow goggles.”
“Oh, he is. He loves them and hates them! He loves the game, but I don't think the software affects him like it does the other kids. He knows too much about it. I think he could be an accomplice of the Silver Warriors.” She
