I slipped into the computer room during lunch break, making sure no one saw me enter. Tony was already there, hunched over one of the school's outdated desktop computers with his phone pressed to his ear.

"Yeah, I understand," Tony was saying into the phone. "Tonight at midnight, pier warehouse district. Got it."

He hung up and turned to me with a grin. "Perfect timing, man. I just got the details about the prize pickup."

"Where and when?" I asked, pulling up a chair next ...