Chapter 7

Hogan’s surprise drop–in totally caught everyone off guard.

At that moment, Jack, who was pulling an all–nighter, came out of the pantry looking like a hot mess, with a toothbrush still dangling from his mouth.

Just another day in the life of us coders, but Hogan still raised an eyebrow when he saw it.

I get it.

Our little studio was no match for the big leagues like Rainbow Capital.

I bet Hogan was kinda kicking himself for parking Cecilia here.

But Cecilia herself didn’t seem to mind, pointing to a spot by the window and saying, “Hogan, this is where I camp out.”

Hogan kept mum.

I followed his gaze and saw it land on the desk opposite Cecilia.

That was my usual code–crunching haunt.

On the desk, besides the desktop, there was an old black laptop, prize from Hogan’s sophomore year competition.

One of the few gifts he had ever given me.

got decent specs, been using it till now.

exactly like the one Hogan has.” Cecilia noticed it too, her eyes. wide as saucers, she asked me. “Is it comfy for

had no idea Hogan had

I played it cool and said, “It’s old, doesn’t hold a candle to the new

ones.”

to

is she?

shot back, “Thinking of switching

guy when I bought the last one, didn’t pay attention

“You, I swear.”

It

was a

you! but coming from Wanan it counded oddly

Chapter 7

his usual ice–cold persona.

again, are you?” Cecilia pouted, about

concern laced in his voice, “Caught a cold?”

of panic in her eyes, “Crap, might

cut off by two more

soothing words, Hogan declared, “Get rid

about the succulents on the windowsill.

Wallis‘

“Mr. Zade, these succulents are

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