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If there was one person I trusted completely—and who could actually help me find something on Ashley's laptop—it was Trevor Frost. Besides being obsessed with video games, Trevor was an expert in computers, so asking for his help seemed like my best option.
"You broke into the Donovans' house and stole their missing daughter's laptop?" Trevor exclaimed, his eyes widening. "Have you completely lost your mind? What the hell were you thinking?"
"Are you going to help me or not?" I growled.
"Of course I am."
He picked up the laptop and examined it.
"But didn't it occur to you that the police have probably already searched this computer?"
"So?"
"What do you mean, so? What makes you think I'll find something the police couldn't?"
I dragged a chair over to his ridiculous gaming des
