Hack (22 page)

I went to college not long after Knight’s arrest, and with my hacking days behind me, I now live the quiet life. The real world is just as boring as I always imagined. Studying, assignments, and project work. Sometimes it’s hard not to wish for the good old days.

But life has its compensations. Sometimes on the weekend, I like to take a break from school to travel around. Just last month, I found myself on the train, sitting across from an attractive blonde, dressed in a business suit and wearing dark glasses. I got talking to her, and bought her lunch. With her dark eyes and her habit of frowning, she reminded me of Grace, but of course there never was any Grace. And when we went to the beach last week, and I noticed two scars running up her back, I knew that it still wasn’t Grace.

This woman’s name is Jennifer, and we get on very well. She has this annoying habit of asking too many questions, and getting me to talk about things I don’t really want to talk about. But it could be worse. It could be the feds asking the questions.

I never went back to my life of criminal hacking, and I’m pretty sure that I never will. Except one time, when I was at the FBI’s local headquarters, talking to Agent Bartels, filling in the details of our own sting, I managed to sneak a look at their personnel database. Imagine my surprise when I came across Agent North’s username and password.

I’d let you have them, hacker to hacker, but I need to keep hold of them for a while. You never know what you might need one rainy day.

Besides, you don’t think I’d do anything criminal, do you?

The End

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