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MISCHIEF MANAGED

“Zach? Can you hear me? Hello? Hel-“

The line goes dead and I groan. What do I do, now? What did he mean to tell me? Connor, he said Connor. Who is Connor? What, is over?

Oh god.

He’s drunk and I don’t trust him at all, when alcohol is running through him. Do something Alanna!

I burst my knuckles and bite my lip, desperately trying to think of something, when, wait-

Right. I pick up my phone hastily and scroll down to his number, dialling it. Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.

“Hey, Alanna?”

“Hi, Steve. Um you’re still in the computer club, right?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Great. So can you track a location from a cell phone number?”

“I guess so, if there’s no heavy encryption.”

“Do you have Zach’s number or should I forward it?” The line goes silent for a few seconds and I wait, for his answer.

“You want me to track Zach’s location?”