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phone. “There’s more than one. So far, people have found at least ten sites with their images on them.”
    The chaos in my skull merged with the bedlam and erupted into an anxiety that crawled through my nerves.
    “Thanks.” I was already walking toward the stairs, too impatient to wait for a car packed with people. One site was bad luck. More than ten, all in a few hours? The coincidence was beyond implausible. What the hell was going on? I wanted to get in front of my laptop and figure this out.
    More whispers, grumbles, and very loud complaints reached me. Everyone involved was already doing everything I could do. Seeing who owned the domain, looking for contact information, finding Cease-and-Desist form letters online.
    I paused midstride, as something occurred to me. Our pictures hadn’t been stolen. This was the game. So what was the point? Chloe had mentioned software testing and security. Pieces clicked in my head. They wanted to see if people could find out who was behind this. I wasn’t certain, but it seemed as good a lead as any.
    I spun back to my room, to ditch my laptop. If everyone was busy online, I needed another approach. An angle nobody tried yet.

Chapter Six
    I kept half an eye on #RINARG, on my phone, and the rest of my attention on my surroundings as I wove through the lobby. The events online were the equivalent of a digital meltdown. People threatening to sue. Publicly crying about their families or coworkers seeing them in that costume. The most significant thing to me was the shared links about what had already been discovered. There was too much information to process while I walked. I paused and brushed my gaze over the faces around me. Evan and Trevor were nowhere to be found.
    Something nudged my mind. A phrase just out of my grasp, but what was it? Words I’d heard earlier. Twisting my head . The thought fluttered on the edge of my consciousness.
    “Hey, Kitten.” Evan’s breath caressed my cheek, and his arm settled against my back. “Miss us?”
    Did I miss my random, impulsive fling? The happy flutter beneath my ribs at their presence said yes .
    Trevor stepped around us and headed toward a nearby sofa. He didn’t meet my gaze until he took a seat. “Changed your mind on the computer?” His tone was cool, and his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.
    Some of my giddiness faded. I needed to remember what happened upstairs was not the same as what we were doing now, and not interpret Evan’s overt friendliness as anything more than that. “I don’t think I’m going to need it.”
    Evan nudged me forward, dropped onto the far end of the same sofa Trevor occupied, and tugged my hand, prompting me to sit between them. I offered zero resistance. Cool reception or otherwise, my skin still hummed with the memories of being in the middle a short while ago.
    “I looked for contact info while he showered.” Evan leaned back and draped an arm on the couch behind me. “There’s nothing out there. What made you back off?”
    They didn’t see it. I let a sliver of satisfaction slide in. “It doesn’t matter. It’s part of the game.” I related everything I’d overheard and managed to glean in the halls. “My guess is, within the next half hour or so, someone will find whatever they’re meant to, online, and Rinslet will own up to it being a clue.”
    Evan scowled. “So we sit back and let someone else get there first? Then what’s the point?”
    “Nope. We get our information another way.” I pulled up a mobile version of the website for Rinslet’s latest game. They had a massively multi-player online role-playing game in public beta testing. Based on the list of social features offered, I was almost certain the stock photo sites were an indirect way of testing their security. “One of you puts on your smoothest sweet talking voice, calls support, and coerces your way into finding out whatever it is we’re supposed to know, to get the next clue.”
    “I like it.”