"Damn it!" Nathan cursed as the two of them left.
He stared at the two broken cell phones on the floor. He picked them up. "I don't know what I can do with them."
Maybe he could ask Leo about it. Louis had said that guy was great with IT and computers.
Nathan looked at Zane. "Thanks."
"I was bored waiting for you. I was about to come find you in the locker room," Zane said.
"Sorry."
Meanwhile, they had forgotten about the other person there.
Nael was trembling, his face a ghostly shade of white. He looked at the wreckage, then at Nathan, his eyes wide with genuine terror.
"They're going to be wilder now," he whispered, his voice cracking. "Nathan, you shouldn't have done that. You made it worse. They have backups... they're going to go crazy!"
Zane, who had been watching the two phones with a look of clinical boredom, turned his sharp gaze toward Nael. "Don't you realize what you're talking about?"
