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James asks. “Yes.” “And you are sure?” “Yes I am sure. Before the attack, I had built in a set of trap protocol systems to fight against any attack attempts on our company servers and to also reveal the details of the hacker’s identity. This is not the first time our servers have been attacked, so I placed the trap protocols to ensure any further attack attempts won’t succeed if they ever occur again.” I pull out my laptop and show them the trace data, including Murphy Lynch’s name, his address, and his communications with the triple XXX alias.

Damn. I check it. Then I double check it. Then I triple check it because I know Piper isn’t going to believe me. Then I open a group chat with Hijack and Sphinx. Me: Hijack, I need you to double check something for me. Hijack: Because you’re questioning your own skills? Hey Sphinx. Me: Because I know the data will be questioned. Sphinx found it. I’ve triple checked it, but I want your eyes on it too. I’m sending it now.

Liam asked, and the triplets shook their heads. “Good, so please promise me that you won't harm anyone again,” Liam said, looking at each one of them. The triplets felt guilty for what they did, so they nodded and promised never to harm anyone again. “I will be so proud of the three of you if you keep your promise,” Liam said, planting kisses on their foreheads. “Daddy, what should we do if she tries hurting us again?” Aziel asked, curiously. “Call for help or tell your mom and me about her actions," Liam replied, smiling at his son.

She held out a glass of dark brown juice that smelled like spices, but I was used to consuming similar drinks, so I just downed it right away. "I knew coming here was a bad idea.” Azalea scanned my face, waiting for my response. I shook my head. Dizziness assaulted me hard, blurring my vision and only getting worse and worse. Azalea didn't ask twice, commanding Stuart and the two deltas—who had been accompanied to the mortal city—to return to Blue Moon before night came. "Keep your people searching for the triplets, but keep it under your hat," I whispered to Stuart before the car left the mortal city border.

I shrieked, “Malcolm—“ “Observe,” he commanded, his voice low but carrying. He pointed to a nearly invisible tripwire, glinting faintly in the dappled light. “The trigger. It's not meant for wolves, who would scent the metal. It's meant for humans, distracted and in a hurry.” He didn't cut the wire. Instead, he found the anchor point—a young, pliable sapling bent under tension. With careful, steady pressure, he eased the strain, allowing the sapling to straighten slowly until the wire went slack.

"The proxy tunnel is hitting our primary offshore accounts. Lock it down, darling." My fingers flew across the mechanical keys. For the next ten minutes, the fear vanished, replaced by the cold, analytical focus that had once made me the top accountant in the district. I tracked the digital breadcrumbs, recognizing the exact encrypted alphanumeric strings Richard used to hide his corporate embezzlement. I slammed my palm against the enter key, isolating the virus in a virtual sandbox. "Done," I panted, wiping a bead of sweat from my forehead. "The hack is frozen. They can't drain the accounts, and your main system should reboot in thirty seconds."

He pushed a specialized, air-gapped tablet toward William. William began to type. He wasn't entering the master keys. He was entering a "Trojan" sequence he had written months ago in anticipation of a move like this—a code that looked like an encryption key but was actually a beacon. Once Sato’s team tried to use it to ping the Phoenix Grid, it would relay their exact server locations back to C-Nova’s security hub. "There," William said, pushing the tablet back. "That’s the handshake. It’s useless without the secondary layer, which I’ll provide once I’m on a private jet to Switzerland."

He didn't answer my question, instead he immediately typed in the appropriate source code I ordered. The time on the timer is fifteen minutes away. If left unchecked, The Wolf of Death will damage the entire Tri Group data set and the giant company will collapse. I decided to do what was my responsibility. And concentrate on typing lines of programming code in order to eliminate the Wolf of Death virus from all ports. Set attack mode = 2 Raw_Bind to I++ = (i

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