Luke listened to her and nodded, showing that he had memorized the address.
The girl asked, "You… won't leak our identities, will you?"
Luke shook his head and typed again, "Maybe we're the same sort of people. I wouldn't have said your name if I wanted you dead. Rather, I can give you some tech support."
The girl was curious. "What tech support?"
Luke raised the phone in his hand and typed, "For example, the gadget in my hand can prevent you from being recognized by your voice."
The girl asked, "Is it a gift?"
After a brief silence, Luke typed, "Business is business. I don't care about money, but making devices like these requires money. Besides, you aren't looting the drug dealers for personal entertainment, are you?"
The girl thought for a moment, and agreed with him. "We can pay. But how will we get the money to you?"
Luke scratched his head.
