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“That’s possible?” I say, looking at the guy sitting beside me. “You can do that?”
“Me?” Logan laughs, closing his laptop. “No. I can’t do that. But Con can.” He leans in and drops his voice. Suddenly, he looks worried. “You know you can’t tell anyone about this, right? Like, no one.”
Because what Con did for me is illegal. Because for all his lecturing Patrick and Tess about following the letter of the law, he broke it. Went total Blackhat. For me.
I sit for a second, trying to figure out why he would do this for me. The last few times we spoke, we argued about Patrick. The way I treated him. The games I played. Why would he go out of his way to help me? Me—not Patrick and by extension, me. Just me.
“No one fucks with my family.”
I look at the guy sitting next to me. “What did you say?”
“You’re trying to figure out why.” He clears his throat, lowering his glasses back into place. “That’s what Con said when he gave me the program.” He stuffs his laptop back into his bag before he stands. “No one fucks with my family.”