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A high-priority alarm went off on Daemon’s alert system.
The pipeline through the CIA firewall into Eglin had just been closed.
The program that had closed it had come from inside the CIA. Her alarm had also done a screen-and-camera grab from the computer that had issued the command.
They’d closed her hole in, but her alarm code had already been inside Eglin and sent the message back out with perfect ease.
And there they were.
Wizard Boy and Witchy Lady finally had a face.
Weren’t they just too cute for words, sitting side by side like that.
With a face and location, it only took moments before she had far more on them.
They’d gotten in her way for the last time.
Fixing them once and for all was going to be so much fun.
Another ping, this time from someone who had direct acce
