Chapter 215

SCOTT JABBED AT THE keyboard, anger simmering low in his stomach.

How much longer was he going to get jerked around like this? He'd done his part, now the corporate goons were supposed to back off. He'd let the coast clear and then-then Brat would be his to deal with. Eliminate. Finally!

Her name was Fiona now.

Scott only remembered her handle.

b4dbr47.

BadBrat in non-leet speak.

Everyone had called her Brat back then. She'd been one of the lemmings, the idealistic children staged to take the fall.

Instead, she'd taken them down.

The bitch.

It'd taken a long time to find her after he'd emerged. Two years in hiding, watching his back, wondering if the feds were coming after him. Two years for her to burrow into the shithole that was this new life.

Did she even hack anymore?

Scott couldn't find Brat's trail anywhere.