“So you pulled off this trick to get ahold of me? Why didn’t you just tell me who you were at the gas station, you big dork! If that jammer hadn’t worked, or had stopped working, I could have…” she trailed off.
“I’m a technical specialist, I knew the risks. If I had told you then, there was no guarantee you would have gone with me, considering how deep some of the programming goes. Then you would have known who I was, which would have made any other attempts to get to you that much harder. Besides, I always wanted to play the villain.” he grinned.
“Well, you’ve got me, now what?” she asked, her worry gone.
“Now, we get this out of you,” Bran interjected, and removed the jammer as he sniffled a bit. “Your tracking device has been deactivated, but we don’t know if anyone saw you drive this way. We’ll have to alter your appeara-”
“That’s not going to be a problem. Were you crying?” Star – no, Megan, asked him as her paint went from blue to silver.
“Well, it was really heartwarming.” he replied, blushing.