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he also sees the thing between Milo and me and he doesn’t find it funny at all.
    â€œEight grand,” Milo says, waiting for my response.
    I blink. That’s a lot of money. I have it—I’ve been stockpiling cash for a couple years now in case Lily and I had to run. I just . . . “Fine.”
    â€œGood.” Milo scribbles something down on a notepad and, ripping the page off, hands it to me. “Wire it to this info. You don’t show up when I call, I part the machine out, understand?”
    â€œYeah.” I start to go and Milo jumps up.
    â€œI’ll walk you out.”
    â€œThink we can find the way,” Griff says, and there’s something threaded underneath his tone that makes me pause.
    It makes Milo laugh. He follows us and we’re almost to the door when I notice the low-slung table near the wall. It looks like computers come there to die. There’s a soldering gun in one corner and parts are strewn everywhere, some of them snapped into pieces . . . except for a black box smaller than my fingertip.
    â€œWhat’s this?”
    â€œSniffer.” Milo passes it to me and, even though I don’t want to be, I’m impressed.
    I fit the sniffer against my palm, testing the weight. “Did you make it?”
    â€œLike duh.” Milo rolls his eyes and plucks the transmitter from my hand. “It’s specifically designed for BlackBerrys. You pop off the bottom of the handset’s charging station, attach this baby, and away you go. It copies me on emails, internet usage, texts.”
    My heart bumps into my throat. It’s perfect. This could get me close to Bay without actually getting close to Bay.
    Only it’s not perfect because I’d have to get my hands on Bay’s BlackBerry charger.
    â€œDoes it work?” I ask.
    â€œOf course it works.” Milo turns over the transmitter, pokes it with one finger. “Well, it should work. I haven’t had a chance to test it. Everyone I know has either iPhones or Androids. I need to get close to a BlackBerry user.”
    Again, the proximity problem. I look at Griff, feel the familiar squeeze deep in my chest.
    â€œHow much?” I ask.
    Milo’s face wrinkles in confusion. “For this? It’s not for sale. I’m trying to figure out how to scare BlackBerry so they buy the patent from me.”
    â€œWhat better way to do that than by showing them it actually works?”
    Milo goes still. “A thousand.”
    â€œYou’re high.”
    â€œIf only.” Milo shrugs. “Six hundred.”
    â€œI’m already buying an entire system from you.”
    He smiles. “Five.”
    I stare at him, waiting, and Milo smiles wider. “Fine.” He drops it in a plastic baggie and tosses it to me. “It’s free—only because I like you and I want details of how well it works.”
    â€œ If it works.”
    â€œ When it works.”
    Outside there’s a crack of thunder and the lights flicker once, kick-starting the low hum of generators in some other room. We must have lost power.
    â€œStorm’s getting worse,” Griff says. He’s watching us without meeting my eyes. “Let’s go before the Mini ends up floating.”
    â€œOkay.” I follow him, and Milo trails after me. The rain’s coming down in sheets now and Griff takes my keys, promising to drive my car close so I can duck in without getting totally drenched. I start to say it doesn’t matter and I don’t mind, but he’s already off and running.
    â€œSo sweet,” Milo says as Griff sprints through the rain.
    Yeah, he is. I want to smile and try not to. Even though I’ve only known Milo less than an hour, I can already tell he’ll wreck the nice gesture. Sometimes Griff treats me like I’m breakable—something I should hate. When it’s Griff doing it though I just end up feeling special.