Magnus remembered the last time he asked George to help track an ID on the forum. At that moment, George and Dylan sat hunched over a computer, searching for someone who could only have been Isabelle.
Neither George nor Dylan got much out of Isabelle back then, which showed just how formidable she was.
Isabelle said, “Don’t get your hopes up. It’s usually not for anything good.”
Hacking into computers, eavesdropping, surveillance, planting viruses, destroying systems, what’s there to look forward to?
Did they think I was writing proper code in an office?
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