The Midnight Watch: A Sigma Force Short Story - Plot & Excerpts
EDT Washington, D.C. WE’RE UNDER ATTACK. Jacketless, with his sleeves rolled to his elbows, Painter Crowe paced the length of the communication nest at the heart of Sigma Force’s central command. Data streamed across the monitors that covered the curved walls as a single warrior waged a battle against a faceless enemy. Jason Carter sat at a station, typing with one hand, clutching a Starbucks cup in the other, while studying the screen before him. “It looks like they built their own back door into the Smithsonian Institution’s network using a high-level system administrator access. At this point, they literally have the keys to the kingdom.” “But who are they?” Painter stopped to stare over Jason’s shoulder. The twenty-three-year old was Sigma’s chief intelligence analyst. He had been recruited by Painter after getting kicked out of the navy for hacking into Defense Department servers with nothing more than a BlackBerry and a jury-rigged iPad.
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