The keen tingle on Jessica's wrist brought a message: Tic Toc, a reminder that grappled her out of Valerie and Shannon's arms and back to her computer. Her friends curiously observed the screen, as all the files and screenshots downloaded before she removed the flash drive.

"Can I have my gun back, Shannon?" said Valerie.

"When you're older," she replied.

Jessica stomped fast. "Wipe everything, Babel! Belay that, actually. Wipe everything but leave a care ...