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Very quietly, so quietly that Harry didn’t even dare speak aloud to tell Heidi what he was doing, he watched the auto-launch of the tracer he’d built years ago. The same tracer that a young Wizard Boy had used to locate Witchy Lady as the attacker on the Shanghai Stock Exchange.
He’d never brought it inside the CIA firewall. It was as if that was the one true proof of who he was before the wild jungle of national security had swept him up. His one proof that Wizard Boy still existed in some form.
It was the finest block of code he’d ever written. It sucked to know that in some ways he’d peaked when he was seventeen, but he’d always loved it. It had taken him a year to build his “Missile In Cool Kode Extra Yowza!” Another year waiting for the right test.
He probably could have come u
