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“Question away,” replied Ronald as he typed. “Besides forcing them to sell a bunch of their holdings, we’re also going after their information, right?” “Yup,” confirmed Ronald, who had unearthed a destructive worm that, once implanted, would selectively and randomly eliminate portions of files, e-mails, and data. “We’ll be poking a few holes in their…

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With that, Bayer and Ronald went to work. Bayer intended to target the company’s investment portfolios and explained that he wanted a slew of internal trade orders and communications directing the firm’s portfolio managers to rebalance their portfolios through a series of position sales. Hydra, like most insurers, paired assets with liabilities and invested monies…

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At midnight, Penn’s bedroom door opened and a sliver of light from the hall cut across his face and opened eyes. “You awake?” whispered Bayer from the doorway. “Never went to sleep.” Bayer entered the room and closed the door behind him, but kept the lights off. “It’s a long shot at best,” said Bayer.…

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CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT Penn was well aware that the police were watching. He had arrived by foot at his apartment and noticed their car parked at the base of his building. Sensitive to the fact that his backpack carried stolen money and unsure as to the cops’ intentions, Penn hid from sight when they emerged from…

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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN Avery was parked in front of Penn’s apartment when the notice arrived on her Blackberry. “Ashe was just involved in a car accident,” she told Michael and Wyatt. The day before, Avery had registered Penn and his Jeep with an internal notification system that alerted her when either were mentioned or referenced in…

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“Why are you coming after me?” asked Penn, his voice steeped in bedeviling innocence. “In case you missed it, you ran into me. If anything, I’m the one who should be angry – I’m the victim.” The man exploded. “You’re not the victim. You jammed on the brakes for no reason.” Penn smirked. “You didn’t…

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Crash. The nose of the white sports car submarined beneath the bumper of the Jeep, lifting Penn from his seat. The Jeep’s steel bumper crumbled into itself as it raked across the hood of the coupe to a symphony of paint smashing into paint, metal marrying metal, and Jeep crushing car. Far from spectacular, with…