Her blood ran cold.
(Please save me.... Save me....)
That was it. Short and precise. No name, no address, no context. Just that desperate plea.
She sat down on the carpet, her mind immediately shifting gears. Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she began tracking the email's IP address and origin point. In her past life, she'd been one of the best hackers in the business. This was child's play compared to corporate espionage and government databases she had handled.
"What are you working on again?" Huo Ting Cheng asked, leaning back in his office seat. He watched her fingers move across the keys with practiced speed, and something about the movement seemed... professional. Methodical. Like she'd done this a thousand times before.
Since when did she know how to hack? He must be overthinking it.
"Aashh! I just realized the kids sent me a game last night and I hadn't checked it yet," she said absently, her attention focused on the streams of code appearing on her screen.
