“And the desktop computer at work?”
“I would assume it’s bugged to hell. Work machines usually are. Have to monitor productivity, you know? I’ll talk to Ravi. See if he knows anyone at the college who might be… affiliated. Good to know who your enemies are.”
She lifts her face. “I hope I didn’t cause any problems for Ravi or you.”
“Don’t worry about me.” I touch her cheek. “I realized when I started to have feelings for you that your mother’s position in the community would eventually come back to me. I may be a black sheep, but no one is gunning for my life. The worst I’d get is some dirty looks or rude comments. I mean, I do all the things. I just do them my way. Ravi isn’t so lucky.”
“Because he’s a victims’ advocate?”
“Where’s your phone?” I ask her.
“In your bedroom.”
I lower m
