Tim sat quietly, his sleeves rolled up as he stared at the figures in his laptop. His cigarette burned between his fingers as he stared deeply into the screen in front of him, calculating everything.
He doesn't smoke always, but now he needs it. To breathe.
He smiled, mapping out everything. Her plan was brilliant. Ruthless. Calculated. Unpredictable.
Exactly the kind of woman he saw in her from a young age. He let out a soft sigh of relief when he saw a tiny detail that could bring him into the picture.
She had made a tiny misstep.
A single IP address was left unmasked by her. It was barely traceable. No ordinary hacker would catch it, but he did.
His lips curled into a dark smile. He had been watching her and everything she does for a moment he could slide himself in.
He leaned back in his chair. His eyes turned dark and dangerous, as he began to type on his keyboard.
