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Sal didn’t say anything at first, though the tone already had him feeling uneasy. Had June said something? The school probably didn’t actually even know all of what was in that old building, they wouldn’t know if some old computers were missing. He could even maybe forge a paper about donating it all to somewhere that recycles old technology.
No, he couldn’t be doing that. He didn’t want a paper trail, nothing that might lead him right back to the reputation he’d been running from for years. The mention of Jonah’s apartment did nothing to settle his nerves, and he remained there still as a stone until she was done talking. “I don’t think the school’s going to miss anything,” he said finally. He needed the Grid. Thinking of it now, all he wanted was to go back in. It’d been too long. But there’d also be no shot at it again if the computers were gone or destroyed. “Anyone else got a car?”
“That was pretty much the consensus we had,” she mentioned with a nod. All those things inside that room had been in there for almost three years, if not more, and no one paid attention to them. Turing Laboratory was a glorified dumpster these days, a storage space for old and forgotten things. Who would notice if a 90′s era computer and other ‘obsolete’ hardware went missing? “Jonas does, but I don’t know how useful that will be. We can throw the smaller things in it”. A fancy Porsche was hardly the sort of vehicle they needed for their little heist. “We could really use your truck,” she added, tentatively. Part of her felt a little guilty for being the one to suggest he jump into this crazy idea. “But I understand if you don’t want to get involved, Sal”. Elena knew he was committed, he appreciated The Grid as much as she and the others that remained did, but he had his history and that was something to be considered in a feat like this one. No one wanted to get caught, of course, but she kept asking herself ‘But what if we do?’.
