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With all of this added attention Ross knew that he was going to need to move again too. Going
back overseas didn’t make sense right now, and staying in Texas, near his family, wasn’t an option
either. The lies and the possibility of being found out were just too risky. What he needed was a place
where he could be on his laptop for eighteen hours a day and no one would question why he was
being antisocial or what he was working on.
Which meant he had to go to San Francisco.
As he opened the doors of the Armory Web site, he began plotting his move out west, reaching
out to friends who lived there and figuring out where he would stay and what his cover would be
once he arrived.
But before Ross could go anywhere, he had one last loose end to tie up. He opened his Web
browser, navigated to Julia’s Facebook page, and sent her a message asking if they could meet.