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Jake’s face is as friendly as a rock

I feel some responsibility for Justin He’s my client; it’s my job to keep hiot this I’llexplain things"

"I’d appreciate that," he tells lance at Justin he disappears into his office

I usher the teenager through my door and shut it behind him

"Who was--" he starts to ask

"Don’t," I warn Then I point to the chair "Sit"

"But--"

"Stop" My voice ruuy Carefree Easygoing Until I’ets a reaction Justin sits

I face him from across my desk "Do you watch Game of Thrones, Justin?"

"Yeah, sure" He answers, brows drawing together

"Do you reuy’s head with his bare hands?"

"Yeah?"

I point toward the door "You keep thinking about that girl the way you were thinking of her a o--that’s what’s in your future"

He sits back, consideringthe terrifically brutal scene that can never be unseen by viewers all over the world

But the boy’s persistent--gotta give him that ’Cause he still tries, "But I--"

"You’re a seventeen-year-old hacker who’s being prosecuted for theft, wire fraud, and a host of other federal charges And let’s be honest, Justin--you’re fucking guilty" I point to the door again "That girl is the daughter of et me?" I hold my hands out over rape"

Justin’s not a bad kid He’s smart, funny He reminds me of Matthew Broderick in WarGames--didn’t realize he was in deep shit until he was already at DEFCON 1 But Riley’s like a niece to ed as an adult" at any point in his life just isn’t gonna"And before you get any ideas about The Fault in Our Star-Crossed Lovers, reedy They die"

He glances at the door one ives me a solid nod "Gotcha, boss"

"Good" I pull up my chair "Now, let’s talk about your case Where’s your mother?"