“You have a lot of nerve, coming here,” Sam’s grandma said as Eleanor rounded the corner to the hospital wing. She stood from a stool among a crowd of people. It looked like Sam’s entire family was sitting here, outside the med wing, looking anxious when they weren’t glaring at Eleanor.

“I know, I know, but I thought I should make sure you all were getting Sam’s messages,” Eleanor said. She’d have been here sooner, but it had taken hours for Mandy to figure out that the glitches in the health data stream coming out of Sam’s hospital bunk were a coded message. It had taken them even longer to crack the code.

By then, Mandy figured Sam’s family would have figured out what was going on, and they didn’t need to do anything. But si...

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