Friday Night At Freddy's Security Breach Novels & Stories

Anna’s father was a genius despite his acclaimed paranoia. “So that’s why you never tried to sell it,” I said with a satisfied grin. Putting the vial into my pocket, I turned to leave but before we could go far, Sarah’s chief security ran into the hall grabbing our attention. “Ma, there’s been a breach in our security.” He announced, panting heavily. “What?!” Sarah exclaimed and started panicking immediately, then her expression suddenly turned dark as she glared at me. “You! You brought them here.” Jack hurried towards me and stole me away, “That should be George and Edgar. Are our guys in position?”

"They took everything. Every fucking brick." Felix moved through the shambles like a king over a ruined throne. Each step echoed, heavy with promised violence. "How long?" he asked. Vincent checked his watch. "Security went down at 11:47 PM. Cameras, alarms, everything. By the time backup power kicked in, they were gone." "Inside job," Felix said. It wasn't a question. Muna scanned the scene, her instincts ticking off details. Clean job,no wasted damage, no struggle, in and out fast. Not amateurs. This was a surgical hit by someone who knew exactly what they wanted.

“Sometimes I look at you and Vincent and wonder how two children from the same womb can be so… different.” The words sank like stones in Chloe’s stomach and her resentment simmered. Their heated whispers were cut off by a sharp, clear voice. “Let go of me! I’m calling the police! This is a kidnapping, you idiots! That Zachary Grant is no good person. You should be dragging him off to the police.” They turned to see Security finally manhandling a still-struggling Zoe Finn towards the exit. The few remaining guests averted their eyes, shuffling out as quickly as possible. The sight of the blood had been the final straw.

- Meanwhile, Tom got a call from Fred, who reported, "Yes, sir… There's been an intruder." "Did you get them?" Tom asked, having a hunch that it was Renee. "No, sir. They got to the roof and escaped by helicopter." Tom bellowed furiously right then, "What do I pay you for?! You can't even get one intruder?!" Fred didn't dare argue, and Tom calmed down. "Send me the security footage. I need to see who it was." "S-Sir, I was just going to say… our security system was hacked, and all the footage was erased. There's no salvaging anything."

Just then, a casually dressed young man approached the car and said quietly to Leon, "I've asked around, Mr. Anderson. Frederick is currently in Room 888, and he has two women with him." "How's the security?" "The security guards are all regular people. They don't pose a threat at all." "Got it. You get head—" Before Leon could tell his subordinate to head off, Cassian interrupted with a question. "Did Frederick bring his driver?"

His fingers brushed hers beneath the table, hidden from others—a private gesture of concern. "Does it matter?" she countered. "Billions of lives against my comfort? Not much of a choice." His jaw tightened. "There's always a choice." Their eyes locked in silent communication—her determination against his fear of losing her again. In that moment, everyone else in the room seemed to fade away. "Sir," Thompson interrupted from the doorway, breaking the spell. "Security breach on level forty-seven. The vault." Alex's expression hardened. "How many?" "Three operatives. They bypassed our systems using Marcel's protocols."

And now they wanted him among them. Leonard picked up the stylus. Held it above the signature line. Paused. The room watched. Every eye was fixed on him. Then— An alarm exploded through the facility. Sharp. Violent. Red emergency lights flooded the room. Every display flickered. A system voice echoed overhead. WARNING. EXTERNAL BREACH DETECTED. SECTOR THREE COMPROMISED. The calm was shattered instantly. People stood. Chairs scraped sharply against the floor. Security personnel rushed past the glass corridor outside.

"You don't have to worry about the cost, said Alexander.. "I'm very grateful to you for your help in dealing with the commercial crime this time. You don't have the responsibility to pay for..." As soon as I said this, Before Alexander could say anything, Brad, who was driving in front, spoke. "Miss vale, I know I shouldn't have interrupted you, but those people from the QT Company are not easy to deal with. They might find you based on the record of your identity card when you book the room, so I suggest that you go to Mr. Graves house. You can also take care of Elvis and Elena at the same time. Otherwise, if you take them outside, the safety of the children might be in danger too." Hearin

Protective rage burns through my system like wildfire, but underneath the fury, questions eat at me to no end. How the fuck did someone breach our security? And also, someone left a threatening note for Freckles in her hotel room, and she didn’t say anything to me?

My body still buzzed from it, slick and sensitive, while my mind spun with shock and a rush of anger and want all mixed together. “Hold on,” I told Tristan, my voice rough. I answered the call and stood up, walking a few steps away toward the windows even though my legs felt unsteady. “ What is it?” “Ms. Langford, sorry to call so late,” my head of security said. “There’s been a security breach attempt on the main servers. Nothing critical got through but the team wants your eyes on the logs. We can handle it but protocol says you should know immediately.” I rubbed my temple, the post-orgasm haze clashing hard with the sudden stress.