Zach, my older brother is home sick today and he's just the guy I need to hack into this phone. I slip the phone back in my pocket and I start walking home. I might have a real lead and the detectives can thank me later!
    As I arrive home I see that my mom already headed to work and my dad's on a business trip, so the only person home is Zach. Perfect! I unlock the door with my key and I run upstairs to Zach's bedroom. "Zach! I need your help!" I yell while knocking continuously on his door. After knocking for what seems like forever he finally opens the door just a crack.
    "What?" He asks annoyed from all the knocking.
    "I need your help hacking into this phone," I say quickly pulling the phone from my pocket and showing it to him.
    "And why should I help you? Especially since your supposed to be at school not here." He asks starting to close the door. I quickly put my foot in the door, so it can't close all the way.
    "Because if you don't I'll tell mom your not really sick and-"I say before getting interrupted.
    "Fine. Come in," he says opening the door wider, "Give me the phone." I quickly hand him the phone and he sits down at his desk. He connects it into part of one computer and as a code comes up on his monitors he starts typing away quickly. I watch as the numbers go by so quickly I can't even read them. "What are you doing with this phone anyways?" He asks curiously.
    "I found it by the cafe. I'm hoping it reveals something about Harper's murder," I say honestly.
    "Done. The password's 3265" he says turning to me and handing me the phone. I turn to leave, but Zach grabs my arm. "Be careful, please. I don't need mom on my back for you getting hurt."
    "I'm always careful, don't worry," I say giving him a convincing smile before turning and walking to my room with the phone. Once I'm in my room I sit down on the corner of my bed. I type in the password and when it unlocks I smile to myself. This is awesome! I'm on the edge of what could be a big lead in Harper's murder!
    As I swipe across the screen I see that the iPhone has no apps or pictures at all. That is definitely suspicious. I go into the messages app to see Harper's number as the only number it's been texting. I swipe up to the very beginning of their conversation to see that the first time who ever owned this phone texted Harper was 2 weeks ago and they've been texting her ever since. As I read I see that the person who owned the phone said they're a teenage guy named Scott, but I don't know anyone named Scott. I keep reading.
Scott: hey
Harper: sorry who is this?
Scott: the name's Scott
Harper: I'm Harper. How'd you get my number?
Scott: lucky guess?
Harper: weird
Scott: do you live in Greywater?
Harper: yeah how'd you know that?
Scott: I live here to
Harper: I've never heard of you. How old are you?
Scott: I'm 17 and I just moved here
Harper: interesting.
I stop reading for a second to think about what I just read. I wonder if this Scott is an actual person.