Ivy closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.
“I just want it gone.”
“I didn’t think you had it in you,” Abby continued, either not hearing Ivy or not caring. “The Bae-sian Prof.” She laughed. “Although, after last night, I guess you’ve changed your prudish ways. What was that, anyway? I know you cheated at that coin flipping game.”
Eyes still closed, Ivy said, “It’s called Penney’s game, and it isn’t cheating. You just—”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Anyway, it was fun, wasn’t it? That Blake guy... he was hot.”
No, it wasn’t fun. It was a disaster. I’m still hung over, and if I hadn’t been, I would have never made the stupid STI example in stats class.
“Abs, I just want it taken down,” she said for the hundredth time. “Can you report it—please?”
“Report it? You need to start a TikTok account and repost it. Get some of that influencerguap.”
“Abs? Please?”
Abby groaned.
“You’re no fun. But if you really want me to report it, I will.” Ivy waited. “Okay, done. But I doubt it will do much. Unless—”
“Can you hack it?”
“Hack it?”
“Yeah, hack it to get it taken down.”
“Ivy, TikTok isn’t like Princeton’s—”
“Fine, whatever.”
Silence.
“What are you doing tonight? Wanna go out again?” Abby asked.
“No chance.”
Abby chuckled.
“Yeah, probably for the best. My head is pounding. This morning, I had this client come in for Botox, just their forehead and crow’s feet, and I almost injected her with lip filler.”
Another laugh.
“I gotta go, Abs. Talk soon.”
“Be good, Bae-sian Bitch.”
Ivy hung up before she had to hear Abby’s high-pitched titter again. Abby would laugh, though. Would probably be laughing all day.
Ivy, on the other hand, had work to do. She opened her computer, loaded a spreadsheet. Dr.Moorehead wanted her to upload an abstract for the ACM conference. That was impossible. She was so far behind. Dr.Moorehead also wanted her to continue her father’s work. That, too, was impossible.
Ivy spent ten minutes just scrolling through data before giving up. It wasn’t happening. Every time she blinked, she saw the dead body.
The numbers.
Yeah, Abby Granger definitely led the simpler life.?
?Chapter 30
