CHAPTER 30.
KINGSLEY’S POV I was sick and tired of Summer pushing me away. Every single time I tried to help, it felt like she just laid down another brick in the wall keeping me out. Since she refused to open up to anyone about who was threatening her, I took matters into my own hands and teamed up with Felix and George. Right now, we were crammed into George’s bedroom, using the digital breadcrumbs we’d managed to lift from the ICT lab. Felix was hunched over his laptop, typing furiously. "How long is this going to take?" I demanded, pacing the length of the room like a caged animal. "Chill, bro. I’m almost through," Felix mumbled, not looking up from the screen. "Oh, I almost forgot," George said, turning from the window to look at me. "Clyde met up with someone earlier. Apparently, the guy is
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