Page 487 of Black Reign

“How is that different?”

“Intent.”

Pierre raises one finger.

“I have intent.”

“Not helping,” we say together.

He lowers it.

Xavier pulls out his phone.

“What are you doing?”

“Calling Preston.”

I smile.

Good.

This I want to hear.

The call connects after two rings.

A male voice answers.

“X?”

Xavier doesn't bother with hello.

“Pres, why is my almost-six-year-old hacking Lakeview Prep for your love life?”

Silence.

Then:

“He told you?”

Pierre looks offended.

“I did not tell. They discovered.”

Preston's voice comes through the speaker.

“Traitor.”

“I am not a traitor.”

“You got caught.”

“I am five.”

“Almost six,” Pierre snaps.

Xavier rubs his forehead.

I bite the inside of my cheek.