Glamrock Freddy Security Breach Novels & Stories

The rage simmering in my blood demanded an outlet. Torin, Silas, and Elias stood around the heavy oak table when I entered. The mood was grim. The flickering torches cast long, dark shadows across the maps spread out before them. “Two major security breaches in a single week,” I started, my voice deadly quiet. I paced slowly around the table, glaring at my highest-ranking generals. “First, a Flesh-Thief walks through my front gates. Now, a rogue servant attempts to poison the Luna in a hall filled with elite warriors. Explain this failure to me.”

“And now I know how he got in and out of here without being noticed.” He’s right. There has been no footage that showed him entering the security room or even entering the lobby. There used to be a camera near the garbage bins until someone complained of being watched unethically while they took a smoke and so Simon had it removed. For him to get in unnoticed would be through this door and this door would have to be unlocked for him to get in or he would have needed a key. I step back in the office while Adair looks around outside. Pulling out his phone, he calls Julian to get some people down here as well.

For the first time, I feel like I am getting to know Caleb, the man, rather than Caleb, the shield. Then, the peace shatters. Inside my briefcase, my personal phone emits a sharp, continuous, high-frequency double beep. It is the automated, hard-coded alarm I set up for the firm's core data network. Caleb’s smile vanishes instantly, his posture locking up as his eyes track my movement. I pull the phone out, and the screen is flashing a bright, ominous crimson. CRITICAL SECURITY BREACH: UNORGANIZED BRUTE-FORCE ATTEMPT ON TERMINAL 04.

“So if you want to play victim or call your daddy’s fancy lawyers…” She had the nerve to grunt and roll her eyes. I leaned against a locker. “Be my guest.” “Do you realize you’re basically holding me hostage?” She demanded, voice rising. “I have rights.” I pulled a radio off my belt and pressed a button. “Housekeeping to Security. We’ve got a breach in the eastern wing, the men's locker room.” Static gushed out of the speaker. “Copy that, Drake. On my way.” I shot the kneeling girl a smirk.