me,” I said. She lowered her hands, her mascara smeared beneath her lower lashes. “How?” she asked. “He has all the money. He has the passwords.” “He doesn’t have the final authorization token yet,” I said. I knew how Lucas worked. He was paranoid. He always kept the final step of any transaction offline until the last possible second. “He needs you to input the secondary verification code from your device,” I said. “The one linked to the Melanie Harper phone number.” Chloe swallowed hard. “He has that phone.” “But you have the recovery key,” I said. “I saw it on the digital cloner.” She looked down at her lap, her fingers twisting together. “If I give it to you, will you help me get out of this?” she asked. “I will help you survive it,” I said. “But we have to stop him first.” She looked at me for a long moment, searching my face for any sign of mercy. I didn’t give her any. “He’s going to call you soon,” I said. “To test the connection.” Right on cue, the phone in her hand began to vibrate. The screen lit up with a name that made my chest tighten. *Lucas.* Chloe looked at the screen, then up at me, her eyes wide with terror. “Answer it,” I whispered.