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way. Banished from my birth pack aft

tor together, and her panic almost makes her pass out in my

she's human, and her delicate fl

cover she's the hacker who nearly took down my compan

belong

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rony,

later, I'm interviewing for a job there. And not just any job-one in infosec. Information systems security,

nternational headquarters, wondering if they'll s

alking. They look relaxed and happy, like they're h

want t

detail right. In the end, I chose a sleek black suit, the kind with a fitted jacket and short, tight skirt. I opted for no hose, going bare-legged, but stuffed my feet in a pair of s

rporate thing. I debated over heels or Chucks, but, in the end, the heels won out. Which is too

. But even she shared my obsession with SeCure's billionaire founder/owner, Jackson Ki

y. Billionaire philanthropist, he's endlessly impressi

m-well, cursor to cursor-is branded in my memory as the hottest encounter of my youth. I didn't steal anything from him. I

t at cyber sparring with King

is time, my actions

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y wobble a little on the heels. "Hi." Damn, I sound breathless.

erd, glasses, collared shirt, slacks. Thirty or so. His eyes flick to the pink

ks to prep for today, but can't remember what Interviewing For Dummies s

d. Not like he's trying to perv, but like he's too shy to maintain eye conta

protected. When I walked in across the gleaming marble floors and checked in at mai

ort. "Beautiful buil

nterview like normal people. They should just have to take a test or hack something. But, presumably, SeCure already knows about my code-cracking abilities, or so the headhunte

from my old life finding me now

al a man in an elegant suit, his head bent over his phone. Tall and broad-shouldered, he takes up mor

a small elevator, but not too small. I can handle it. I

ht buttons and hope

can board, someon

over, followed by two other people. "Stu, t

r. I swallow, ignoring the prickling on my skin.

oor as the young woman opens he

or ascends. Just like that, I've lost

w where I'm going. The sooner I'm of

the lights flicker.

n breathing. I have about a ten seco

ing. The light from his phone cast

r car grind

heart slams in my chest;

. The elevator will start up again