I read through the list of features, wondering if there’s anything about iPhones that make them safer or better built, something I can use to get my mom to think they’re the best choice.
I pick one up and run my finger over the touchscreen, dialing Cam’s number, but of course the phone’s not hooked up. I wonder where he is, if there’s any way I can get out of my house tonight and try to sneak over to his.
There’s giggling coming from the other side of the store, near the display of old school flip phones. The giggling sounds familiar, and I look up. But whoever it is is blocked by a huge cardboard map of the AT&T coverage area.
“You can’t put your own facebook page on all the screens,” the giggler says.
“I totally can,” a girl’s voice replies. “You never know what kind of hot guys might be in here checking the phones.”
“And they’re going to see your facebook page and contact you?”
“Yup.” More familiar giggling.
I peek around the corner of the cardboard so that I can get a better look at who it is that’s talking.
One of the girls looks up, her gaze meeting my eyes.
“Oh, hi, Natalia,” Becca says calmly. “Are you getting a new phone?”
“There are some cheap ones over there,” Teri adds.
My headache comes back full force. My gaze moves to the left of Becca and Teri. There’s a familiar figure standing with her back to me.
Raine.
She turns around and smiles at me, as if the two of us share a special secret. But she doesn’t say anything. Instead she whispers something to Becca and then the three of them exchange glances and walk out of the store together.
I don’t know what they’re planning. But the Triad is back.
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