Claire’s computer suddenly started beeping. She opened her eyes right away, fully alert.
“They actually showed up,” she muttered, a spark of excitement in her voice.
Without missing a beat, Claire jumped back into action, launching another round of tracking and counterattacks. On the other side, the hacker realized he’d been spotted.
“Where the hell did that guy find such a skilled hacker?” he grumbled, fingers flying over his keyboard as he tried to keep up with Claire.
They battled it out online, both sides relentless. The rush had Claire grinning. She glanced over at Dane. “Can you get me a milk tea?”
She rattled off her usual order, barely pausing to breathe. Dane stared at her, completely thrown off. “Uh… how do I even order that? What app am I supposed to use? Where do I send it?”
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help. He’d just never done it before.
Claire frowned, not in the mood for distractions. “Just go to the front desk and find Greenie. Give him some cash and ask him to grab my usual milk tea. He knows what I like.”
Dane hesitated, but when he saw how focused Claire was, he realized he couldn’t really say no. This whole mess was partly his fault anyway. So he got up and headed out.
Ten minutes later, Claire finally broke through. The enemy’s server was toast, their computer completely fried. She even left a cheeky animation: one stick figure running away, waving a finger, while another stick figure gave chase with a giant cleaver.
Above them, she wrote in Chinese: Come and get me, loser!
The hacker on the other end stared at the screen, totally confused. He didn’t speak a word of Chinese. So he called over his partner, Floyd, who was also a hacker—just not nearly as good.
Floyd read the message and nearly burst out laughing. Which big shot from Solenia was messing with them today?
Elvis, the lead hacker, was getting impatient. “You’ve been staring at that for ages. What does it say? Is it some kind of code? Are they trying to provoke me?”
Floyd snapped back to attention. “Sorry, Elvis. It’s not a code. It’s just a taunt. They’re basically daring you to catch them.”
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