Holly returned to her room after taking a shower but didn't go to sleep.
Early bedtime?
Impossible, she's used to staying up late, only pretending to be a well-behaved girl who sleeps on schedule in front of Leo.
She took out a tablet from the drawer, a modified computer that she customized herself.
Her fingers tapped on the keyboard, and the code flashed across the screen, bewildering anyone unable to keep up.
She held more knowledge than anyone imagined, which allowed Leo to avoid danger time after time.
After typing the last piece of code, she returned to her desktop, and Holly leaned back in her chair, yawning.
Coding seemed simple and swift, but it's genuinely exhausting.
Holly quickly opened a website again and edited a message to send out.
[Help me investigate Sean Grant.]
The message was read quickly and disappeared; a response came with an OK gesture, followed by a file sent in about two minutes.
Holly saved the file and logged out of the website.
