Security Breach Comics Novels & Stories

The room was so quiet you could hear hearts beating. “Someone leaked classified information about Velmora,” Dario continued, his gaze moving from face to face like a blade cutting through lies. “Someone thought it would be interesting to see how the membership would react to news of a security breach.” Becorte found his voice first, probably because he was old enough to remember when courage meant something in this business. “The breach happened, boy. That’s not leaked information, that’s facts.” “Facts.” Dario’s smile was colder than winter in hell. “Tell me, Thomas, what other facts do you think the membership should know about?”

Suddenly, the screen in the conference room flickered. "Sir? Is something wrong with the connection?" the European partner asked on the large monitor. Before Jackson could answer, the screen turned pitch black. Then, a bright red skull appeared in the center of the screen. It wasn't scary. It was a cartoon skull, sticking its tongue out. [ SYSTEM ERROR ] [ YOU ARE A BAD UNCLE! ] Sirens started blaring throughout the office. "What is happening?" Jackson stood up, slamming his hand on the desk. Luke rushed in, sweating profusely. "Mr. Sterling! We are being hacked! Someone breached our firewall. All the computers in the building are displaying... a cartoon skull."

Alex's POV We are in the boardroom. Our head of cybersecurity is giving a presentation on how our firewall was breached on Monday. It’s Friday now, and the issue still hasn’t been solved. I think he’s completely useless for what he’s paid. His whole department can’t figure out how it happened. The issue was stopped before important files were opened, but still our whole system is shut down until it’s resolved, which isn’t good for business. We deal with sensitive government contracts and international confidential documents. This can never happen again.

Somehow, in his eyes, that had become proof that I had been leaking corporate secrets. As the accusations flooded the group chat like endless waves, I spoke up once more. "For the very, very last time, I did not leak corporate secrets!" Samuel immediately tagged me in the chat and dropped a screenshot, showing the pricing for a new product launch from Declan's company. "Holy crap. Am I seeing this right? Their product is the same type as ours, and their price is only a cent lower than ours!" I froze instantly. I stared at the screenshot he posted over and over again, checking every detail carefully. "That's impossible!"

I coughed but went rigid underneath the steel toe black marauder boots. "You should have stayed out of this. You had no business interfering Shields. Do you know how high and how far this will go? It doesn't stop with me and that is why I've gotta take the opportunity to end you." I laughed. This was my maze on my premises, I'd be buried here one day but not murdered. "You don't get it do you?" I retorted and begin unraveling truths for him. "Someone from high in the chain told me to get you and them and to deal with the infestation. You guys are like crumb snatching roaches."

He answered the call in front of Thaddeus. "I have bad news, Jordan! Someone hacked our company's official website!" Once again, Fyrewall pulled off another big move against Holt Jewelry after hacking the company's check-in system last time. The voice on the phone was so loud that even Thaddeus heard it. He turned on his laptop and opened the Holt Jewelry on his browser. The cartoon pig showed up again, and it wasn't alone. The screen was full of cartoon pigs sticking out their tongues at him. Thaddeus frowned and was about to snap. The problem was that he didn't know too much about things on the Internet. It was outside his job scope.

In that heartbeat, I understood we were utterly condemned. Harrison’s device chimed a second later, and he dropped his hand to retrieve it from his leather vest. I watched intensely as he engaged with the interface for a few heartbeats before his jaw slackened and the vitality drained from his features. "We have a catastrophic breach." Before I could even reach for the device, Harrison pivoted the screen toward my line of sight, exposing an image of Madeline. A dangerously exposed Madeline.

But still, I told him anyway. “Someone told me that there is a security breach in our company. Someone has been stealing our money by opening up fake employee portfolios and getting paid through them.” I said, with no enthusiasm whatsoever. “And there’s more than 10 of those fake employees. Non-existent.” “Who told you that?” Raphael asked me, sitting with his hands clasped together on the polished desk. “Omar Williams.” A friend. “What friend?” Dad frowned. “And how does that Omar Williams know about something like that? Does the person work here?”

After ending the call, Mia let out a sigh of relief and cast a glance back at Laura resting on the hospital bed. Unable to resist, she sent a message to Nicholas: "Is the reishi mushroom still available?" It seemed she might need to procure another stalk of reishi mushroom. As Mia settled into the car, her assistant Peyton Mosby, seated in the passenger seat, relayed some concerning news, "Ms. Mia, the systems of the Barrett Group crashed abruptly today. "There are whispers of a potential hacking breach. However, the official statement from the Barrett Group attributes it to a system malfunction, without acknowledging any involvement of hacking."

The door opened, and Lincoln stepped in, his usually composed expression replaced with something far more urgent. He moved quickly, placing his laptop on the desk. “Sir,” he said, his voice tight, “we have a situation.” Kael’s gaze shifted then—sharp, immediate. “What?” Lincoln opened the laptop, turning it toward him. “There’s been a breach.” My brows knit together as I instinctively stepped closer. “A major one,” Lincoln continued. “The BloodMoon Pack just launched a campaign—” My breath stilled. “—and it’s identical.” Something cold slid down my spine.