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Anthea skipped ahead to the report from the IT department as soon as it popped up in her emails. Intelligence had already reported to her: they had nothing on this guy, he was a ghost. But the report from IT was just a tad more optimistic. He'd uploaded an tiny little application. They likely wouldn't have even noticed it if they hadn't been doing a full scan of the system. And this tiny little application had a tiny little exploit in it.
She sent out the necessary emails to get the trap set up... This guy might be a ghost, but he'd left them the means to track him and she had every intention of doing just that.
.oO***Oo.
"We're ready, Anthea," Brown told her.
"The dummy network?"
"All set up. He won't even know he's not looking at the real thing," he assured her.
Anthea glanced at the laptop, currently sitting in a golden mesh cage that would block all signals to and from it. She nodded her head once. "Then let's open the cage and let him walk right in," she smirked.
This time they'd get him.
This time.