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“Hi, I’m Violator, big fan of yours,” he said, giddy with excitement.
Patty raised an eyebrow.
“His name is Tony. He has trouble differentiating between the real world and the virtual one,” Hector explained, offering drinks for everyone.
“Allow me,” Patty said, touching Hector’s arm. “Always happy to meet a fan,” she smiled at the hacker.
“Good to see you’re awake. Um, not that I stared while you were passed out or anything.” Tony fumbled with his words. “It was just a quick selfie.”
“Oh, my gods, stop talking,” Hector said. He bounced the bag with the square thing across the table to him. “Tell me what this is.”
“Niiice!” Tony said and with a twist, he tore the bag and slapped the pink square on his neck.
Hector was shocked. “What the f**k are you doing? That could
