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-Evan- He wanted me to… hack his father? Did he even understand what he was asking? I dealt with computer systems, not people. I stepped further into the room, placing myself in the middle of the space, and crossed my arms as I studied Chris. “Hack your father?” I repeated. He nodded. “You realize how that sounds, right?” Chris just shrugged slightly, seemingly unconcerned with how it sounded. “Look around, Chris,” I said, gesturing to the room. “There’s nothing for me to hack. You’ve clearly already searched the house, and he has, I’m sure, taken everything that might lead us to him. Your father isn’t stupid. He must have covered his tracks.” “He’s not my father!” Chris growled. “I’m not the enemy here,” I said in a dark tone. His threatening energy was pushing my own alpha insti