By the end of the week, Elias had won an unofficial truce. IT didn't bother him. Priya brought her own laptop. And Elias sat in the glow of his monitor, fingers dancing over a keyboard that was, to anyone else, a meaningless jumble of symbols. But to him, it was freedom.
He pressed it again. ? .
He opened Notepad. He pressed the broken key. / . sharpkeys 3.9.3