Swipe To Unlock の小説・ストーリー

she muttered loudly and threw her gaze to the table in search of her phone. “Williams, are you with my phone?” “Yes sir” he replied and ran out and handed the phone over to him. He swiped up the screen but a screen lock came up. He placed his finger on the fingerprint spot and the phone unlocked.

"Well. We can always do it. One two three four." I narrowed my gaze wondering if he thought Shawn was that stupid. He typed that in but there was no arrow to click enter. "Wait a second." He typed an additional one and the image shook left to right. Another pop up notification showed "Wrong Pin" boldly on the screen. That gives us a clue knowing it's a five numbered pin. "Do you know how many entries could go five times? There are thousands if not millions and since this is Android, I'm sure it has like twenty trials after waiting five seconds between each of them then after that I'm sure it'll wipe itself or something."

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Inserting my credit card inside my black purse, resolving to get a bag at the store, I put on my black flip flops, open my door and leave. TBC

When I open the screen, it needs a passcode. Shit! Of course, it has a passcode! I open his wallet instead and take some cash. I glance nervously at the bed, but he’s still sleeping. I attempt to unlock his phone again and punch the passcode with my shaking fingers. Damn it. Of course, nothing will work.

Holds the doorknob and opens it with a single swoop. "Aaaaa!!!"

She tapped the phone screen twice and it blinked open. "Password..." she uttered as she looked at the screen. The phone needed either a face recognition, fingerprint or a 6-digit password to unlock. And so she realized the password for the laptop was out of the question. She tried Gray's birthday, Sasha's birthday, Sasha's death anniversary, Gray and Sasha's anniversary, and the simple six zeros but it still didn't open. She pondered for a few minutes, staring at the still locked phone. Then she typed the date of their college graduation.

It would be fixed. My cell pinged again, and Rachel swiped the screen to open the message.

Then calmly and carefully I reached for the phone. There was a moment of hesitation after I picked it up, a small flash of doubt….a fear. What if the phone was locked? My heart clenched at the thought. If Gabriel had locked it, all this would’ve been for nothing. I took a deep breath, after then I closed my eyes for a moment, praying silently before pressing the power button. The screen lit up, and I swiped up, holding my breath. There was no password. No fingerprint. The phone was unlocked.

The icon is greyed out. But the vibration is getting stronger. I open the settings menu to kill the Bluetooth. ACCESS DENIED. Device Managed by External Administrator. "What the heck?" I hiss, tapping the screen frantically. The vibration jumps up a notch. I look around. A woman at the next table is typing on her iPad. A barista is steaming milk. No one is looking at me. But someone is touching me. My laptop screen flickers. A terminal window opens by itself. Green text scrolls rapidly against a black background.