It was a first for Sherman.
And unexpectedly, a rejection followedContent ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.
Rubbing his temples in frustration, he nced at Anthea. "Our subsidiary’s website has been under a nasty cyber-attacktely. If you''re looking to
make amends, maybe you could help me out with that?"
"Sure, no problem,” Anthea replied. "Just send me the login details ance you''re back."
"Will do."
After getting home and taking a shower, Anthea received the login credentials from Sherman. Logging in, she realized she''d been given the keys to
the kingdom: the main admin ount.
Raising an eyebrow, she wondered, did he really trust her that much? Sherman didn''t seem the type to be careless.
Drying her hair with a towel, Anthea''s fingers flew over the keyboard, a blur of English letters filling the screen, line after dizzying line.
After a brief digital skirmish, it became clear she wasn''t up against one person but a team of five, working together seamlessly. Thankfully, the
Christensen Group had a top-notch firewall, bolstered by a crack crisis management team. Otherwise, they wouldn''t havested this long under such
an assault.
Ten minutester, Anthea shut herptop and messaged Sherman, "Hacker issue resclved. I''ve beefed up the firewall too. Let me know if there''s
anything else.”
"Thank you."
"Don''t mention it."
Sherman replied at a casual pace, "It''s gettingte. Time to rest. Goodnight.”
Goodnight?
Anthea nced at the time. It was only half-past ten. Raising an eyebrow, she mused, do older people always go to bed this early?
"Goodnight, grandpa.”
Grandpa?
Sherman frowned at the message. Did he really seem that old? Adhering to his disciplined routine, Sherman prepared for bed. His life had been a
series of punctual sleep and wake times for a decade, unbroken by anyone or anything.
Somewherein the city, in a sealed
room with: fiveputers, a group
of four fen and one woman were
busy a at their keyboards. Suddenly,
bluescreens of death appeared on
their monitors!
-
"Boss! Someone''s hacked myputer!”
"Mine too!"
"Damn, mine''s gone as well!"
The team leader, a man with tattooed arms, snapped, "What''s going on? I thought you were top-notch hackers?"
A chubby team member stood up, "We were about to break through their firewall, but then it''s like they switched yers on us..."
"That''s your excuse?" the leader roared, incredulous at being outyed. Being professional hackers and getting hacked in return was a disgrace.
The room fell silent until the leader-.
spoke again, "Wasn''t their top hacker
W supposed to be on vacation
abroad? Apart from W, who else
could take you all down?" ~~
They had chosen this time to strike, believing W to be out of the picture. Yet, they''d been countered
"We''ve shed with W before. This doesn''t feel like his work."
"Definitely not! W''s good, but against all five of us, he couldn''t just hijack our systems."
"You''re all worthless!" the leader exploded in anger, immediately ordering newputers for another attempt
But this time, they couldn''t even log in
"Boss, my ount''s been stolen..."
"Mine too!"
The leader, feeling something was terribly wrong, checked his ownputer, only to find his ount hijacked and the appeal date set a century
ahead!
"Son of a gunWe''ve hit a snag!” he
cursed, tossitg aside his cigarette,
He hadn''tparticipated in the attack,
which could only mean one thing
their adversary had traced their IP
and wiped them out in one fell
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