Skye's the Limit |Book 1 In 'Skye Adventures' Series|

Chapter 39: Threatened

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It was a hard night for all of us.

The plane was wrecked, but our bunks were mostly untouched, so we decided to stay there for the night.

Tripp is hanging with us, for 'emotional support'.

We're all on the couches, not sitting on the ones that have pieces of glass pointing out at us, ready to cut.

The adults are sipping beer, and when I try to get a bottle of scotch, Ward snaps at me.

"You don't need that." He hisses taking it away from me.

I roll my eyes, but sense his anger, so I decide to keep quiet.

After what feels like hours of silence, but is really only a few minutes, I pull out my phone and turn it on.

I gasp and quickly cover my mouth as I see an all too familiar screen.

"Skye?" Fitz asks quietly next to me, making sure that no one else breaks away from their moping to look at me.

With an unsteady hand I tilt the phone towards him.

I watch as the color drains from his face.

I'm being hacked.

By RISING TIDE.

"Excuse me." I whisper hoarsely standing up and walking to the lab, where my laptop is located.

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I turn it on, and access the Rising Tide website, quickly getting into their system, and ATTEMPTING to cancel the order to hack my phone.

"Shit." I mumble.

"Hey."

I hiss and jump, turning around to see Ward.

I force a smile.

"Yes?" I ask.

He suspiciously eyes my screen that is still open on the Rising Tide page.

"What-what are you doing?" Ward asks.

"Ummm..." I start.

"Skye, are you reporting to Rising Tide?" He asks harshly, arms crossed.

"NO!" I snap beside myself. "I'M BEING HACKED BY THEM!"

Ward looks taken aback by my outburst.

I stifle some tears and show him my phone.

"I don't even have anything important on here!" I hiss to him. "Why are they hacking me?"

Ward shrugs.

"You don't keep anything important on there? Nothing?" He confirms eyebrows knit.

I shake my head.

"I wouldn't be stupid enough to back any virtual file onto my phone. What if I lost it?" I scoff. "I mean I have phone numbers on here... And emails, but I encoded them, so it'll pretty hard for them to break through."

"That's smart." Ward murmurs. "Not keeping anything on there."

 "Yah." I say looking at him. "Why the sudden interest?"

Ward shakes his head quickly.

"I... I'm just worried about you."

I squint at him.

"Why?" I demand.

He swallows hard.

"Right now, this plane, SHIELD ISN'T a good place for you..." He mumbles.