She grinned, opening her backpack and taking out her laptop, turning it on. Attached to it was a long cord with a webcam. She aimed it at herself, checking the image on the screen.
"I think we're ready."
I rubbed my face. "Great."
"Let's see what's happening on Kim's channel..." Heather said, clicking the mouse pad. She gasped. "She already started! That lying b***h!"
I glanced over her shoulder. I could see Kim and her boyfriend walking through a*****e. She was talking to the camera, which her boyfriend must have been holding, showing a panoramic view of the sporting good's section. There were a few customers walking by, but not many.
"You know, he works there," Heather said, glancing at me. "He's got, like, all his friends looking out for him. All he has to do is zip up the tent and
