Chapter 67

　　Ariana's POV

　　I looked at the dead laptop screen.

　　At the cracked glass.

　　At the uncertainty.

　　Forty-two percent.

　　Enough to threaten.

　　Not enough to destroy.

　　Unless—

　　My phone buzzed.

　　One notification.

　　Unknown sender.

　　Transfer complete.

　　I didn't breathe.

　　Another message followe...