I just hope they don't recognize me.
“That’s everything that happened, just like I said.” The hacker finally looked up, clearly frustrated.
He’d been doing this kind of work for years and never messed up once. Hacking into an email was nothing to him—he’d done it more times than he could count, always wiping his IP address so clean, no one could trace it back. Usually, only the most elite tech people could even come close to catching him. The regular tech staff at the police station never stood a chance.
But this time, not only did someone track his IP with ease, they dug up everything else he’d ever done and sent it all straight to the police.
The hacker glanced at the officer standing beside him and sighed. “You must have been after me for a while, right? When I get locked up, can I meet the person who tracked me down?”
“Quiet,” the officer snapped.
“Now we can confirm Charlotte was framed. Her test results are real,” Eleanor said, turning to Charlotte with relief. “The next step is to find out who set her up.”
“The guy who hired the hacker said he’s one of our students…” Baldie frowned, his face dark and serious. “I’ll check out the phone number they gave us right now.”
All this, just to satisfy someone’s own selfish motives, nearly destroyed Vanguard High’s reputation. The school couldn’t keep a student like that around.
“I don’t have time to waste on this,” Charlotte said, her patience clearly running thin. She spun her laptop around and pointed at the name linked to the phone number on the screen.
Nancy.
A student from Class A.
Not long after, Ashley and Nancy were both called to the office.
Nancy shook from head to toe as she faced a room packed with school leaders.
“Nancy, did you hire someone to hack Charlotte’s email and accuse her of cheating? Yes or no?”


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