Page 246 of No Need to Run

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Are you busy tomorrow?

No.

Too casual.

Delete.

I groan.

“I broke into her house, got attacked by a rake, fell into a bush, and got hit with a tennis racket, but apparently asking her out is where my confidence ends.”

Luna says nothing.

“Helpful.”

My phone buzzes.

I jump.

“Dammit.”

Violet: You’re thinking too hard.

I freeze.

Slowly, my eyes drift to the camera mounted over the front door.

No.

No way.

I stare at the tiny device mounted in the corner.

The camera I willingly had installed.

“She does not have access.”

Right?

No, she wouldn’t.

Stop overreacting.

I look at my phone and type a response.

Me: I’m not.

Her reply comes immediately.

Violet: Yes, you are.

My eyes narrow.

Me: How do you know that?

The typing bubbles appear.

Disappear.

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