Identity Fraud Maze 1 Map Novels & Stories

he screams in pain, and I push him off with the last strength in me. Then I take to my heels as fast as I can. I have no clue on where I am going to but when I find the stairs; I am relieved. With great speed, I go down the flight of stairs, and I find the front door, which I don’t hesitate to go through. The moment I step out, I discover the compound is a dead end. It is a sprawling complex of interconnected buildings, walls, and gardens that form a labyrinthine pattern. As I stand there, unsure of what to do, I hear Zane’s voice from behind.

"Look at the traffic. Ever since we crashed the Central Tower, the 'Ghost Wolf' mapping has been propagating. It’s like a virus. Every independent rider in the Under-Net is starting to see the Engine’s harmonics in their own rigs. You didn't just escape, Mia. You gave the entire underground the key to outrun the corporate sentries." I walked over to the terminal, leaning over his shoulder. The screen showed a map of the Aegis "Aegis-Web," a sprawling geometric lattice that dictated the movement of every bit of information in the known world. But now, there were cracks. Thin, silver lines were branching out from the center paths that the "Ghost Wolf" protocol had carved through the firewalls.

“Did you or did you not open an account at Banco Sabadell in June?” “No. I’ve never banked with Sabadell…” “Your signature is on the application.” He shows me the document. It’s my signature, my handwriting, my identification documents. “But I didn’t sign this…” “Then someone forged it. Someone with access to your personal information and identification. Someone like your father.” Marina is flipping through pages. “This is identity fraud. My client is a victim…” “Or a co-conspirator who is now claiming ignorance because her father conveniently died before he could testify.”

Anaya asked. “Let’s just say we’ve been through a lot. The design of the map gives everything away. From the way some of the passages and rooms are designed, they could contain really important things; hence, we assume they have higher security. The passages that've been marked out are definitely more likely to have less security, so getting in should be just as easy as passing a thread through a needle hole,” Maria said. “But it might as well be a trap. I mean, these passages are anomalies that lead to the most important part of the facility. It’s possible they already found these errors and fixed them. I don’t think this Michael guy is as trustworthy as you say he is,” Derren said.

Much less being in such a homeless desperate state. What was even more shocking were the charges. Identity theft, forgery, Loan fraud, fraudulent misrepresentation, credit fraud, failure to repay court ordered debt, drug possession, resisting arrest, identity fraud. Again. Identity fraud appearing at least 3 times, all under one name; Alina Monroe. Alina. “Why is her name entangled with this?” I’d questioned Jordan after receiving the file. Surprised and already imagining the worst, but nothing. Absolutely nothing prepared me for the actual truth.

Mara hesitated. “International. But…direct. .. The system flagged it because the viewer identity was masked.” Stephanie bent back slowly, shut the folder. Disguised access meant somebody took the trouble to conceal their identity. “Has this happened before?” she asked. “Not to my knowledge,” Mara said. “Not on closed files like this.” Stephanie examined the clerk’s expression. Mara was not panicking but she was never comfortable. Good instincts.

“ That is not very sensible, madam. You must remove it as soon as you leave Benninsons’ Palace. I suggest you first remove it and then wear your CID before traveling elsewhere.” Sia promptly did as directed. “ I still don’t know how to go to secret Club. I am telling you lest you disappear again.” Sia said with a serious expression. “ Madam, You just press access and look at the list of areas where you can go. The areas that are marked in blue and green are accessible to you, and the ones marked in red need DNA verification.” She felt the bits of the puzzle fall into place. Her CID worked in the same way as the one Mr. Ben had given work. She had only herself to blame for her ignorance. She

He simply set a glass of water in front of me and waited until I picked it up. “She is competent,” he said. “She will move cleanly.” “I know. That does not make it easier.” Draven closed the laptop. “The courier from the earlier message and the broker from the café are both still active threads. The man at Mara’s building may be a third hand or the same network. Either way, they are mapping the people who matter to you. That is standard pressure. It also means they have not decided to take a harder route yet.” “Yet,” Kael repeated.

The financial map was two pages, dense, printed small to fit everything in. Fifteen shell companies down the left margin, with dates, account numbers, and connecting lines drawn by hand in red pen. Across the top, six names in a row. Three with asterisks. One name Nora didn't recognize. One name she did. She put her finger on it without meaning to. "Alderman Richard Voss," she said.

“You head west, and I will head east. If you find anything, let me know. Getting up from the table, I grabbed my phone before heading to the garage. Knowing I could move faster on foot, I detoured toward the gate. Not worrying about opening the gate, I leaped over the wall. Running with hyper-speed out of town, I maintained a low profile by keeping away from main roads. A few minutes later my phone alerted me to a message. It was a list of names and locations of every person that dealt in false identifications. It seemed that Jade only gave me the list of those that were on the east side of Canada.