Chapter 15

“Idiot,” he scolded himself. “Because I love it? No wonder I haven’t heard from him since high school.”

He threw his focus on his computer, getting onto Jarrett’s wireless on the first pass, then logging into his admin panel for the site. He had access to all the personal information for anybody who registered, though he was under strict agreement with users never to use that information for personal gain. The way he figured it, though, this qualified as valid prying. Besides which, the guy in question was dead. Dead men couldn’t sue.

D. Fong, Chicago.

That had to be the guy. He’d registered over three years earlier and posted over four thousand times.

GatewayGhost.