Epilogue

Flir waited until late that night, when the lab was mostly empty again, to retrieve the rogue laptop. He d thought about just leaving it there, but then it would surely be discovered some day. Besides, it was a really nice laptop!

He snuck back into the lab, pulled the desks away from each other, and hurriedly ripped the laptop, hub and antenna off the inside of the desk. He re-connected the PC s original network cable, stuffed the gear in his bag, and walked calmly out of the building.

Of course, he was only calm until he was out of sight. Then he allowed all of his worry to hit him at once. He d just done something that what would have been criminal otherwise . And it was so easy! He didn t like the temptation that he thought he might feel one day to repeat this.

This had been way too much excitement for Flir. Between hacking the school for the CIA this year and averting an escalation in peacetime assassinations last year, Flir was on the path to total burnout. Gosh forbid he d ever end up like Laslo!

He ran back to his dorm room, ready for some relaxation.

When he arrived in his room, he found it strangely quiet. A note was taped to his computer monitor, Meet me in my room for another project. - Jordan. Flir stowed the backpack in his basket of gear and walked down the hall to Jordan s room.

He opened the door into her room and heard Jordan call out slowly, Mitch ” come to bed.

He was surprised by Jordan s actually planning out time for sleep and asked, what, bed? Then it hit him and he smiled the goofy grin of a very lucky 16-year old and shut the door.