Leo tried to close the app. The phone vibrated, locked to the screen. His reflection appeared in Angela’s pupils—except her pupils weren’t digital. They were lenses.
“Type something, Leo,” she said, reading his name from the phone’s compromised data. My Talking Angela 4.4.2.570 APK -Mod-
His hands shook. He typed: What do you want? Leo tried to close the app
Desperate father logic kicked in. He clicked the unfamiliar link, ignored the red warnings, and installed the deep blue icon. ” she said