Singapore – 2.45 AM. Kiran sat cross-legged on the dusty floor of a cheap apartment in Geylang, her laptop screen glowing in the dimly lit room. Across from her, Eka’s fingers moved across her keyboard at lightning speed, breaking through layers of encrypted firewalls.
"Whoever sent this leak knew what they were doing. No traceable origin, no metadata. It’s like it came out of thin air."
Eka smirking Nobody’s untraceable. Just well-hidden."
Kiran leaned forward, watching Eka’s screen as streams of data unraveled. "What are we looking for?"
"A crack. Something they missed. If this came from a government agent, then there’s a backup server somewhere."
Kiran frowned as a string of coordinates flashed on the screen.
"There! That’s not a standard relay. That’s a ghost address."
Eka cracked her knuckles. "Let’s wake the ghost, then."
Minutes later, a name appeared on screen—Jusuf Mahendra. Former intelligence officer. Last known location. Batam, Indonesia.