The cold winter was left behind. Daniel and his father shared a cold drink on the garden patio. The sun was bright, a beacon of hope for the returning life. Daniel sipped his Coke.“I think I need a medical solicitor.”“Let’s enjoy the sun,” said his father.“I now have a cybercrime solicitor who will take my computer and phone for analysis,” said Daniel.“That’s a start,” said Harry in between gulps of his beer. “See how that goes first.”“I hope my new phone isn’t being hacked.”“I’m sure it’s not,” said Harry.“You never know,” Daniel said.“Let’s hope not, then.”“The solicitor will take them in for analysis in the next couple of weeks,” said Daniel.“Hopefully they’ll find something.”“I’m using two credit cards to fight back,” said Daniel.“Be careful, you don’t want to spend too much,” his father advised.“I need solicitors.”“Maybe you do,” his father agreed.“They don’t come cheap but I have a growing number of reasons.”“Don’t get ahead of yourself.
