Chapter 7

Damian shot to his feet. His headset hit the desk with a hard crack.

“What are you waiting for? Block her! Block her!”

Kestrel’s defenders worked frantically.

Every time they shut down a port, I had already moved to another.

Every time they deployed a new blocking rule, I was already outside its trigger conditions.

It was a game of cat and mouse.

Except I was the cat.