Curly Escapes“I want to find my friend,” Kit said. “I’m worried about him.” Pain shot through her knuckles as she dragged her hand free of Kasouf’s grip and pushed herself back from the table. “Raki is a good person. He wouldn’t steal anything.”
Kasouf’s eyes flashed with a dangerous spark. “He took the data,” he snarled. “All of it. I can’t continue my research without it. He wiped the server and stole the backups. The university can’t retrieve the other copies because of the way he deleted it. It was deliberate. He knew what he was doing. I need it.”
Kit licked her lips and shoved her stool further back from the table. She bought herself a few extra feet away from Kasouf’s grabbing fingers. Her mind flicked to Raki’s skill with computers, and she made a mental decision to trust him. If
