PART THREE
Chapter 14-The Internet
Date: 9/13/2010 8:14am CET
To: TwriterLady
From: Hack3rTod
Subject: Long Time...
Message:
..No See! Hey there Tegan! This is Tod from High School, remember me? You probably don't, I was like a ghost back then! (Then again, I'm like a ghost now, but whatever...) So how are you doing? I hear you made yourself a writer now! I hope the publishers are treating you well! If not, I'll give them a stern talking to.
So, Cardiff, huh? Never would have imagined you being the one to leave the country. On traveling day, didn't you nearly scream at the teacher that you never really want to go anywhere? Who'd think that little miss Tegan Farrow would be in Europe, and I'd be in my Mom's basement? Wow. How are you doing?
Look forward to hearing from you!
Date: 9/13/2010 9:32am GMT
To: Hack3rTod
From: TwriterLady
Subject: RE:Long Time...
Message:
Tod, from Computer II class, right? I'm doing... Well. I assume you haven't heard. I moved to Cardiff because my sister, Rachel, you remember her? The missionary? Well, she suffered a heart attack. I couldn't afford a two-way flight—that tells you how the publishers are treating me—so I decided to stay here.
It's not all bad. My Uncle Ricoh, I love that man, paid for my dog to come with me. I live in a nice little loft now, and my neighbors are very nice. The food here is great, since Cardiff is a port city.
I've also met a man. I don't know if he's lying to me or not—I'm pretty sure he works for something secret. But for some reason unbeknownst to myself, he makes me feel very safe. Warm. I just wish I knew a little more about him. I don't even know if his name is really Jack Harkness.
Date: 9/13/2010 9:10am CET
To: TwriterLady
From: Hack3rTod
Subject: RE:RE:Long Time...
Message:
I'm sorry to hear about your sister. I know you two were close.
I want you to know that my user name is serious business. I still live in my Mother's basement by choice, as it serves as protection from my enemies. I'm a professional hacker, and my specialty is hacking into private government databases.
I'm going to look into this guy for you. He doesn't seem trustworthy, if he's willing to lie to someone as innocent as you. Also, his name seems familiar. And since the guys whom I usually look into aren't the best of people, that's not a good sign.
Just do me a favor, Tegan. Stay away from him for a while. Don't go looking for him.
I'll check back in a week or so from now.
Be safe.
Date: 9/13/2010 10:25am GMT
To: Hack3rTod
From: TwriterLady
Subject: RE:RE:RE:Long Time...
Message:
Thank you.
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Google Search:
Tegan Erin Farrow.
Results:
w w w . SiFinovels . com (remove spaces. Sorry, fanfiction doesn't even let you post fake website names!)
Short stories by Tegan Farrow...
The Little Girl and her Imaginary Friend
Found at the Following Locations:
-The Paragraph
Directions...
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ringggggg...
"Hello?"
"Gwen, it's Jack."
"Oh hi Jack! Sorry I haven't been to work yet, Rhys has me on bab-"
"Don't come back to work until you're done retconning civilians."
Click