I never thought I'd need a genius hacker until now. I'm sitting in the cramped back room of our safe house, the one with flickering neon signs visible through grimy windows, staring at the encrypted file that's been haunting me for weeks. It's a jumbled mess of numbers and symbols that holds secrets too big to imagine—but also too dangerous to ignore. My heart's been pounding non-stop, and I just can't help but have the feeling time is of the essence. It was then Donnie called me and said, "Liam, I'm bringing in a person who's able to decode this code. But be warned, the hacker has his agenda." I eye-rolled inside; of course, nothing ever goes according to plan.