Cyra
After Hacker and Wendy leave to go to the other pack to set up the security system, since we apparently don’t have one at all, Yorick and I sit back down with Warren.
“That was smart to get him out here so quickly,” he says, still frowning at his daughter who is happily watching the screen in front of her and periodically clicking keys and quietly cheering to herself.
“Let it go, Dad. Just because they didn’t end up working in a hospital like Kennedy, it doesn’t mean that my sisters aren’t more like mom than you. They’re just finding a different mental path to follow.”
“I guess so,” he says, still frowning. He shakes his head and refocuses on us. “So, tell me about this money.”
We lay it out for him, just like Hacker told us.
He whistles low and sits back in his chair. “I can un
