Haunting-Adeline

I frown. “What makes you think he is? Do you know a lot about that
organiza on or something?"
Daya hesitates before she admits, "That's who I work for."
My mouth pops open.
I've heard of Z from social media and news outlets. It's a massive
vigilante organiza on built around destroying the government. A we for the
people type of org, and basically the government's public enemy number
one.
I knew Daya was a vigilante of sorts, I just didn't know she did it for Z. In
that case, it doesn't sound like she is aware of a connec on between Mark
and the organiza on.
And if Zade is indeed who she thinks he is, that means I'm now involved
in something so much more than I thought it was, if even Daya is ignorant
to it.
God, could Zade really be Z? It would explain his inexplicable ability to
get past my security cameras. But more than that, it would explain him
befriending and hiding his real iden ty from a goddamn senator. How the
hell did I get so unlucky that the ul mate hacker would stalk me?
I never really stood a chance.
“I don’t know, Daya. I honestly don’t. I just… really want to solve this
case. Gigi didn’t deserve what happened to her. And I think Mark might be
able to give us some insight on the case.”
“Addie, I love you, but you’re crazy. There are other routes to look at,
you don’t need to go to a goddamn senator’s party with a fucking stalker to
get a bit of informa on. A stalker that might be a world-renowned hacker
and vigilante.”
She’s right.
Totally valid point.
But I'd be a liar if I said going to the party tonight didn't s r something in
my chest that feels sublime. The thrill. The adrenaline rush. The danger. It
s rs something deep in my core, too.
It calls to me and I’m too weak to ignore it.
But that’s something that I can never explain to Daya. She’s logical.
Reasonable. Smart. And she’s not an adrenaline junkie like I without a
doubt am. She doesn’t get a thrill out of danger.
I should’ve been a stunt double or something.