Lauren held the phone tightly against his ear, his voice lowered as if the shadows around him could betray his secret.
"Hi Mom, I'm suspecting a particular safe. But I can't figure out the password. What do you think it should be?"
A sharp laugh cracked through the receiver, cold and dismissive.
"Lauren, don't be stupid," his mother hissed. "When you want to protect something precious on your mobile device, what do you use for privacy?"
He paused, brow furrowed.
The weight of her tone made him think twice before answering. "Something… or someone I love or something or someone that holds memories or a remarkable date"...
"Exactly," she murmured, her voice laced with cunning. "Now apply the same logic here. Who do you think Luca would use?"
Lauren's throat went dry. His mind raced, unwilling to admit the obvious.
