<b>Chapter </b><b>339 </b>
“Taking a lower dose twice a day seems to be helping minimize the side effects, I was surprised <b>when </b>she started me <b>on </b><b>lyrica </b>again. It’s been a while since Dr. Carter has tried me on that. She said there <b>is </b>an increased risk <i>for </i>bad reactions between the two but so far I seem okay.”
“That’s good to hear. I’ve been thinking for a while about this. I know you don’t want to be singled out as special but considering you’ve been here about ten weeks and most of the other prospects haven’t even met <b>you</b><b>, </b><b>I </b>honestly believe you would be morefortable if you moved permanently into the pack house.”
I shake my head, disappointed in how this conversation has turned,
“I thought the goal was to get me back into my apartment with the rest of the prospects?<b>” </b>
“It has been for a while but with only Jamie left from your pack I feel that I have a morefortable alternative. I n on moving you to a guest room here on the first floor. I’ve been watching you make the trip to your room <b><i>to </i></b>doundry and you are very interested in what the other prospects are doing so I also want to start introducing testing to you but I’d feel a lot better if you were in the house so I can intervene in any nightmares it may
trigger.”
I pause and simply stare at alpha. For the first time it truly seems like this alpha actually cares.
“What do you think, Cole? You’re alreadyfortable with eating the leftovers from the dining and banquet halls, you know your way around the kitchen and you can easily get to Ang. The only knowledge you’re missing is where to do yourundry.” I nod my head.
Although I would have preferred to not be in the same house as Lucas, being on a different floor is a decentpromise considering the other things I will gain..
“May I see it before I move?”
“Of course. As soon as you’re done eating we can stop by there. It’s on the way to my office, which brings me to my next question.”
I felt there might be a catch but I stay silent.
“A month ago, when I brought you to my office, you were quite familiar with the Big Brother security program. When I asked about it, your simple response of your father using the same program, made it feel like you were holding back the true extent of the knowledge you have of the program.” I open my mouth to say something but
he interrupts.
“Now, before you talk I want you to understand that I have a very specific question for you about your
knowledge<b>.</b><b>” </b>
He pauses as I nod my head. His interruption is actually calming the spike in anxiety calling me out created.
I’ve
“Right now my program is set up so I can easily ess three days worth of information from specific ca been told that the cameras are always on and always recording but retrieving information from the cameras that are not automatically set up for the three day recording cycle isn’t easy to do. Neither is the retrieval of
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<b>Information </b><b>beyond </b>the three <b>day </b>mark. I’ve called the securitypany several times and Eve Bad revers <b>appointments </b>with them but they have canceled yet <b>again</b>. So, how far back can you retrieve Information
I study him closely as he is right, <i>he </i>does have a very specific question, one that doesn’t necessarily meant he to give any information of how I know what I know.
“Five years is the max you can go.”
I speak quietly before biting into the second burger. I know he’s heard me when he looks at me with his head cocked to one side.
“You can retrieve video footage from five years ago?” He sounds impressed.
“As long as the cameras were installed at or before that timeframe. Obviously if they are fairly new, say only <b>three </b>years old, then I would only be able to get three years but I have managed to go back five on my father’s
“That’s really good news for me if you’re able to do it again.”
He’s sporting a toothy smile now and sounds so hopeful that I may be able to help him.
“Yourputer is quite a bit newer than myptop but I’m a quick study.”
He nods his head.
“What am I looking for?”
“I need to verify that Lucas didn’t forcibly rape any of the other girls he’s slept with.”
“How far back do you want to go?”
“My understanding is that he started having sex at,fourteen so about two and half maybe three years.”
“Has the camera been in his room that long?”
“Yes sir. I just haven’t been actively tracking it. I wanted to trust that he would follow the rules. I’m not certain if my being heavy handed with Damian is the reason he turned out so sensitive to the rules but I never thought I would be dealing with something like this from either of them.”
“I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to duplicate what I was able to do and find at home but I’m willing to try and help you. This isn’t revenge alpha. I have no interest in causing Lucas more trouble by uncovering his dirty
secrets.<b>” </b>
“I would never see it as revenge. I asked for your help. It doesn’t matter that he happens to have some vendetta against you.<b>” </b>
I nod my head as <b>I </b>stand from the table, taking my dish to the kitchen and cing it in the dishwasher.
“Are you ready to explore your new room?” I end up with a shy smile as I look towards the floor. “I’d lik
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