Page 116 of On Thin Ice


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“It’s not much different. You didn’t share because you didn’thave all the information. He was doing the same thing. And while I get it, I think none of us knows what we’re dealing with and we’re just trying to piece it all together.”

“He knew that Chancellor Richardson was watching me and said nothing.”

“He’s telling us now. Give him the benefit of the doubt. Just like they’re all giving you.”

I sigh. She’s right. It doesn’t feel like it at the moment, but she has a point. This isn’t mine or Kane’s fault. It’s much bigger than us.

“All right.”

Kane and I stare at each other, knowing we’ll need to talk after this.

“We need to break into my father’s personal computer.”

We all turn toward Alex in disbelief.

His gaze bounces between us. “The way he keeps his home office locked down, we’ll find what we’re looking for in there. I know it.”

“What?”

“We can’t.”

“How are we supposed to do that?”

Our questions and statements fly out in rapid succession.

“The party at my house.”

Groans of protest erupt through the room.

“Listen. I know it’s crazy, but it’s the perfect time to do it. He’s going to be distracted with the guests.”

“Okay, say we do this. What’s your plan?” Kane asks.

“While the party is going, we sneak into his office. We’ll have to be there, including you, Sam, since you’re technically a member of the team. We can get in and out without anyone noticing.”

Seriously, what is with this guy and his love for breaking and entering?

“If he’s as uptight about his office as you say, how are we supposed to get in?” Kane inquires.

“I know the passcode.”

I roll my eyes, throwing my hands up. “Of course you do.”

“Look. If we want to figure this out, that’s the only time we’ll be able to. If he’s already aware of the break-in and the files you took, then he’s probably got people watching. But he doesn’t know that we know, and he won’t suspect we’d be bold enough to do this. The house would be packed, and with people all over the place, he’ll never notice that we’re missing.”

“I don’t know, Alex,” I say, shaking my head. “This is crazy.”

“Do you want answers or not?” he deadpans.

“Why doyouwant to do this?” Mountain interjects.

Alex looks at him for a beat. “That bastard has made my life a living hell, so sue me for wanting to get back at him.”

Kane winces at that, and shifts awkwardly, peering around as if to make sure no one notices. But I do.

“It’ll only work if we’re all there.” Alex points his gaze at each of us.

“Well. Good luck with that,” Gracie adds as she nervously runs her hands over the front of her jeans.