The digital clock at the bottom of the screen silently
turned two am.
Yawning Aaliyah cracked another can of Jolt. Pinching the bridge of her nose just under her
black frame glasses she tried to focus once more on the code glaring back in
green. A small screen blinked continually
demanding attention. Mazzafaka4118 had
been tormenting her through private message for the last two hours.
Mazzafaka4118: From Russia with Love
The attached file was a short cut to finishing the dossier requested
by her latest client. This was the last required
piece for this particular assignment before heading out of town. The next project required a bit of
relocation down to Dallas, Texas.
She lit her last cigarette, marde. She exhaled hard.
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