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Back in the house, Lorcan ran to the bedroom and pulled out his computer. He didn’t need to connect to the central network of the Daimon Gate to get what he needed. He opened a computer game he had been designing for Orla, a fun simulation, and pulled up all the historical data he’d imported into the program about her life. Orla Foley, born and raised in France until five. Her parents died in an accident, the rest of the family took her back to Ireland after the accident.
Lorcan stared at the data. He had never registered this information in his mind before. He thought he’d known every detail about her life. He put the computer away, sat back on the bed, and ran his hands through his hair. Then he stood up and rushed out to follow the group before anyone would ask questions.
The Rave
