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I tousled his hair. “I have to get ready for work. You can show me tonight.” I left the table for my room. “Can you help me with my hair?” I asked my sister.
“Sure.” She followed me with a confused look.
I closed the door after her. “I need your help.”
“Okay. What?”
“I want to tell Dennis about the…you know.”
“Your sick, evil plan? You should have come clean weeks ago.”
I didn’t want to have the argument again. “I need your help catching Hydra.”
“Your sick email buddy? I have no idea how to trace somebody on the internet.”
I’d been thinking about this over the weekend. “No. I owe him a file. If I drop it off, can you watch the location on Saturday and get pictures of him for me when he picks it up?”
She sighed. “Okay. I’ll see if we can move the study group to Sunday.”
“Mommy, we have to go,” Billy called from the other room.
I gave Ramona a hug. “Thanks a million.”
She opened the door. “You know, none of this would have been necessary if you’d listened to me in the first place.”
I nodded. She had a point, but arguing about my promise to Mom wouldn’t get us anywhere.
“We have to put down a deposit today,” she added, leaving my room.
“Write down the details for me, and I’ll send the money.”
That needed to be job one today—making sure that apartment didn’t get away from us.
While I was still getting ready, Ramona called from the door that they were leaving. “The deposit information is on the table.”
I yelled back, “Have a great day.”
Now, with a bigger apartment in sight and a plan for Hydra, things were really coming together.
After a final mirror check, I took the payment information Ramona had left and tucked it into my purse.
My laptop taunted me. I opened it and logged in to check my mail.
Hydra’s message was dated Saturday.
To: Nemesis666
From: HYDRA157
Stop stalling. Get me the file or you will regret it. Would you like me to publicize where I get my information?
Time had run out. I couldn’t wait until the weekend, and I couldn’t turn over the file I already had without Ramona in place. That would only be compounding my errors. I had to find a way to tell Dennis the truth.
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Dennis
Serena finished chewing.“I just have to say, sometimes your cooking is better than Mom’s.”
