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Alec turned around from his position on the chair, hand still hovering over the mouse on the computer desk. “Then what do you suggest?” He asked, raising a brow and leaning further into the chair.
“Well there’s a reason we keep Peyton around here, and it’s not for her cooking.” Octavia glanced at him with a raised brow. It’s not that she didn’t trust him around computers, okay, it was definitely that she didn’t trust him around them. “I’m just saying, the last thing we need is to either get locked out and they realise we’ve tried to access their system or for the damn thing to go boom and choking on smoke.”









