Chapter 419


    Curtis acknowledged with a simple “Okay” before grabbing the nearbyptop and booting it up with


    swift precision.


    Through the magic of the inte, theputer quickly synced with James‘ phone, and Curtis‘ fingers


    danced across the keyboard, prompting a satelite map to appear on the


    screen.


    As the red dot on the map blinked, Curtis zoomed in, narrowing the scope undis pinpointed Ashford.


    But when he tried to get a more exact location, he hit a wall. I as if the signal to Donald’s phone was


    being jammed


    Curtis furrowed his brow, trying other methods to no avail. It was as if Donald’s phone signal had been


    swallowed by a ck hole.


    Wyatt, sensing Curtis‘ frustration, peered at theputer screen. Other than the blinking red dot, there


    was no street information. “What’s the deal here?”


    Curtis shook his head. “Can’t get a precise fix”


    “Huh… Wasn’t Donald flying solo? He’s not exactly a techie, so howe we can’t pinpoint him?”


    Wyatt’s confusion was palpable.


    “I’m not sure. I’ve tried several tricks, but nothing’s working, Curtis replied, his lips pressed in a thin


    line, his expression solemn.


    Wyatt sat up straight, his voice heavy with concern, “Why’s this happening? He isn’t in trouble, is he?


    Otherwise, he wouldn’t just randomly shoot a message to James.”


    Knowing Donald as they did, he wouldn’t leave any digital breadcrumbs if he didn’t want to be found.


    The text was… suspicious, to say the least.


    “It’s probably not that dire. Donald’s general whereabouts are in the city. If there was any fuss, my guys


    would’ve noticed, Curtis seemed less worried than Wyatt.


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    “Fair point. But this hidden location…” Wyatt eyed Curtis with a hint of skepticism. “Curtis, is your


    hacker mojo fading? Since that museum heist and the recent firewall fiasco, when have you actually


    nailed the bad guy?” Wyatt shook his head. His admiration for Curtis‘puter wizardry was waning.


    He was seriously questioning whether Curtis‘ global ranking as the seventh–best was just hot air.


    “Curtis, you need to up your game. You can’t rest on yoururels, or you’ll be left in the dust,” Wyatt


    said, patting Curtis‘ shoulder with a mix of concern and mockery.


    Curtis‘ patience was hanging by a thread. He took a deep breath, chose to ignore Wyatt’s jabs, and


    turned to James. There’s likely a jammer or some kind of signal interference where Donald is, which is


    why we can’t get a fix.”


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    After a slight pause, Curtis added with a tinge of regret, “Too bad his phone’s off now, or I could’ve tried


    a different hack.”


    Under the bright lights, James‘ handsome face exuded azy charm, his deep–set eyes inscrutable, his


    rxed posture oozing an air of inherent nobility. He spoke nonchntly, “He’ll show up when he’s had


    his fun.”


    Wyatt, who had a PhD in Donald’s moods, confidently added, “True. Based on Donald’s knack for


    sudden mood swings, he’ll probably show up on James‘ doorstep within a couple of days.”


    Curtis gave Wyatt a sidelong nce. The guy might not be good for much, but when it came to


    predicting Donald’s temper, he was never off the mark.


    “So, no need to rally the troops. We’ll just wait it out,” Wyatt concluded.