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I showed him my case. “This isn’t my phone.”
“What are you talking about? Of course it is.”
“I scratched the case,” I said. “I dropped it.”
“Sang, you drop your phone all the time,” Gabriel said. “We just put new cases on.”
“Yeah, well, I haven’t gotten another case since then. Now mine is smooth.”
Luke and Gabriel looked at each other for a moment. Luke refocused on the road, but pulled his phone out and held it up to examine it. “Mine looks normal.”
“How would you know if someone replaced it?” Gabriel asked. He looked back at me. “Are you sure?”
“It was scratched at…when we got food,” I said, holding my hand to my temple, trying to remember the last time I’d paid any attention to my phone. It was at the diner earlier, when I had put it into my bra, and had noticed the scratches then. “I was holding it, and I felt the ridges. So unless you all changed the case in the last couple of hours without me knowing...”
“No,” they said together, and then shared looks again. Confused, uncomfortable looks.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow, slowly. “How do we know if these are ours? No one got near us?”
“We were looking for Mr. Morris in that one busy shop,” Luke said. “There might have been someone else while we were distracted. And it doesn’t take much to be in a crowd and your phone gets stolen.” He flipped his over and then back again. “Mine…wasn’t in my front pocket.” He spoke through his teeth now. “I’m an idiot. I didn’t put it in my front pocket. Someone could have switched it if they wanted.”
“Who?” Gabriel asked. “Volto?”
Luke shrugged. “I don’t think so. Wouldn’t we have noticed if Volto walked by in a white mask? We were already on the look out for him. Does Volto work for Mr. Hendricks? We’ve never established that.”
Gabriel pushed his back into the seat and adjusted his sweater, putting his phone into the cup holder. “Well, shit. We’re going to have to drag Victor down here.”
“Let’s just get to…” Luke paused. “Where should we go?”
“We should get to Kota,” I said.
We were silent for the rest of the ride. Pulling into Sunnyvale, everything seemed normal. Being only one in the morning when we got in, all was still quiet like when we’d left earlier.
We parked at Nathan’s house, not wanting to scare Erica. We got out, leaving the bags in the car.
“I’ll go,” Luke said. “Let me wake them up. I’ll have them come over. You two go inside.”
It didn’t take long before Kota and Nathan were standing in Nathan’s dining room with us.
Kota walked in, tired-eyed, but yet with concern on his face. He’d known where we were, but if we were back and panicked enough to wake them and call them over, he had to know something was wrong.
Nathan rubbed at his face. “What is it?” he asked. There were still lines across his face from his pillow. His reddish hair was a mess. “Why are we getting up? I don’t want to go.”
“Sang’s phone was stolen,” Gabriel said, before I could. He had mine and his, and he put them on the table together. “Maybe mine, too, but I can’t be sure. It looks the same and I’m afraid to use it.”
Nathan blinked at us, looked at the phones and then back at us. “It’s right there,” he said, pointing to mine.
Luke sat down with us, and we went over what had happened, going shopping, possibly seeing a Volto, finding Mr. Morris and then Mr. Hendricks and the others, how they’d disappeared.
“We didn’t even notice our phones might have been switched out, Sang did,” Luke said. “She dropped hers recently and had scratches or something?” He looked at me, questioning.
“Yeah,” I said. “They were still there when we ate before we went to the mall. Now my case is smooth again. No one replaced it. It had to have happened at the mall.”
Kota brushed a palm across his forehead. He took his phone out, pushed a button, and then held it to his face. “Calling Mr. Blackbourne,” he said.
Each of us grew quiet, waiting for Kota.
Kota slowly pulled the phone from his face, studying it. “It’s still ringing?”
Luke stood up quickly, hands on the table. “Again?”
Gabriel leaned his head back and blew out an exasperated breath. “This is getting so fucking annoying.”
“What are you talking about?” Kota asked. “It’s probably a…”
“No,” Luke said, and then reached out, taking Kota’s phone from him, turning it off. “Something is wrong. I don’t know what, but our numbers aren’t working. We tried with these phones, but whenever we call, the number just rings and rings. They look like ours, but something isn’t working with them.”
Kota sighed, picked up his phone again and looked it over. He poked at it and then frowned. “This isn’t my phone. My data is gone. The pictures.”
We all looked at our phones again. Old messages appeared to still be there, but pictures weren’t.
Luke sat down heavily in a chair and slumped forward, his shoulders rounding. “Kota,” he said. “I had notes…Now they’re gone.”
“I had lots of photos,” Gabriel said. “And some recorded messages…”
“It appears some data was transferred, but someone purposefully wiped certain items,” Kota said.
Nathan punched the table and stood up suddenly, the chair sliding back, scratching loudly against the floor. “Are you…ugh. He got your phone, too?” He pulled his out, dropping it on the table with a clatter. “Is this even mine?”
“We don’t know,” Kota said.
“How is he getting to us?” Nathan asked, his angry voice getting louder. He raised a fist and shook it. “This is stupid! We’re getting our phones switched out from under our noses?”
“Stop yelling,” Kota said in a calm, but commanding tone. He got up and went to the kitchen counter, where a simple house phone was sitting. He picked up the receiver slowly, looked at the buttons, and then put it back down in the cradle. “Luke?”
“Yeah?”
He pulled the cord of the phone out of the wall, and brought it over. “Use this, but at someone else’s house. Just plug it in at a box somewhere. Not Sang’s old house either. Call Mr. Blackbourne’s emergency line. If that doesn’t go through, call anyone’s number you can remember. Charlie’s. Uncle’s. Anyone. I want you to get someone from our team on the line, directly. We need to find everyone right now.”
With this, Luke took the phone and was out the door.
From that point on, it seemed everyone was busy and on task. Kota went home to get a laptop, bringing it back to Nathan’s. He arranged a workstation on the coffee table and checked the camera feeds. He found Victor asleep at home. Then he managed to page Dr. Green and get him to respond by using the Internet. They were safe. He tracked as many as he could, but the computer could only bring so many feeds back at once before it slowed down, so he had to do one house at a time.
At first, Gabriel and I were to write out what had happened at the mall and make notes of we could remember was gone from our phones. “Maybe there’s a clue as to why they deleted specific data,” Kota said.
Once we were done, Gabriel and I sprawled out on the carpet on either side of the coffee table, waiting. The lack of sleep and stress was weighing heavily on me, but I was too worried to sleep. I needed to know everyone was safe first.
Nathan sat by Kota’s elbow, watching what he was doing. He’d written his own notes, but hadn’t had much on his phone to begin with.
Luke came back, walking in the front door, the phone in his hand. “I got Mr. Blackbourne,” he said. “I used the box outside of the house next to Kota’s. Mr. Blackbourne’s emergency line was untapped, at least. I told him everything I could. He said we’re to stay here. I called North, too. He’s going to grab Silas on his way here.”
“Does Victor need to stay at home?” I asked.
“Victor’s the safest one right now,?
?? Kota said, the glow of the laptop reflecting off of his glasses. “And Dr. Green. But I’m going to let Victor know he needs to go to the hospital, and with an escort. I don’t want to take chances. If Dr. Green has to stay at the hospital, someone needs to be with him. We’re on the buddy system at this point.”
“What about Mr. Blackbourne?”
“There’s a strong possibility he’ll be by to grab one of us soon.”
“What do we do for now?” I asked. “What’s the next step?”
