I Hate That I Loved You!

37- Reward

Zack, Abby, and Rizi concentrated on their assignment.

They had to penetrate a few more company's networks and gather inside intel.

Their eyes focused on their computers, and they worked diligently for the next couple of hours.

After completing their targeted task for the day, all three of them leaned back to their respective chairs leisurely.

Rizi massaged her eyes and stiff shoulder to lose some tensed muscle as she was sitting in the same posture for a couple of hours.

"Well, just so you know guys! We are receiving many unexpected visitors trying to infiltrate our network and track us. On the dark web, there is a reward of 80 million posted to track us down." Abby rolled her eyes, blew hair from her forehead, and commented languidly.

Rizi's eyes were brooding cold "Who want to track us down?"

"Noone other than Mr.Zain Bennetti," Abby informed nonchalantly.

"Don't worry about it. Let him raise as many rewards he wants." Rizi gave a wicked smile.

"Looks like many groups took this seriously and are trying to track us down. Visitors' count is increasing subsequently. The spy hackers group is also behind us. Well, the reward money is huge. I must say."

Abby added on a serious note.

Spy hackers are the second most famous group after Dark WebMasters on the dark web.
They were trying to track and hack them for quite a time.

However, Rizi didn't mind an additional burden. She firmly believed that she is capable of taking them down altogether at once.

She was confident about her technical skills. She held her mother's pendant tightly and smiled.

"Let them be. They can try their best."

"Zi, leave all these small lackeys. Tell me, want to join me on the field for some live-action and exercise?" Zack asked cracking his knuckles.

He knew about the reward already, but he was not worried about it. He knew how strong their system and network is.

He firmly believed in Rizi's skills. So these small lackeys can try to track and find them as much they want. It does not matter to him.

Unlike his usual signature hoodie, Zack was wearing a brown leather jacket with a white shirt paired with rugged jeans giving him a rough macho look. His grey eyes glint with mischievousness.

"Nope. Not today I have to focus on the upcoming Hackathon. We must win at any cost. Also, I have to upgrade my algorithm to make it more secure to ensure no one can breach or track us, now that more people are after us. After this hackathon, I want Bennetti Group to crawl and beg us to take their project." Rizi's face was emotionless but a sinister redness appeared in her eyes.

"Ok then adios, amigos. This big bro gonna have some fun." Zack bid goodbye and logged out.

He picked up a black helmet and walked towards his garage. A breathtakingly stylish Ducati 1299 Panigale R Final Edition was parked in his garage.

Zack wore his helmet, got on his bike, and speed off feeling the pure adrenaline rush.

In Central Ford City, At 6 Barrel Club and Bar:

A black Benz Maybach Excelero stopped in front of the club. Chauffeur quickly bowed and opened the door.

A tall extremely handsome, well-built man clad in sapphire blue Armani suit stepped out of the car with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding a cigarette.

His expression stoic as usual, and his green eyes excruciating a chilly vibe. His handsome face had a mysterious air of royalty.

Another handsome greek god-like man, slightly short in height, dressed in charcoal grey Canali suite followed him.

His grey eyes looked around as if searching for something or someone.

A man wearing a black suit came and greeted them with a bow.

"Mr. Bennetti. Hope you are doing well."

"Any luck?" Zain questioned in his deep magnetic voice.

"No sir. We have raised the reward price to 80 million to track Dark WebMasters. Many hacker groups are behind them now as reward money is huge. I am sure we will soon receive positive news." The man replied with a bit scared expression on his face.

Zain expression remains dark. Bunch of useless people.

Who the hell were these Dark WebMasters?

He had to find them.

No one can hack into his territory and leave unscathed.

They dare to do that twice.

He glared at his subordinate and took a puff of his cigarette.

Releasing smoke in the air, he spoke in a slow yet commanding voice, "Up the reward to 100 million for anyone who will track and find Dark WebMasters or even their whereabouts."

Francesco chuckled.

His friend is indeed loaded with lots of money.

He is damn serious about finding those hackers.

Francesco, himself was a skilled hacker, and he has tried to scout anyone of the Dark WebMasters group but no success so far.

He wanted to scout them to work for Bennetti Group and Russo Corporation.

Such talents need to be showcased and rewarded well.

They deserve it. He followed their footprints but then it led back to nothing. Instead, his system got a small virus.

Based on their names, he figured out they are three of them with code 01, 02, and 03.

If he is not wrong, then 01 must be their boss. The first attack was by their main leader. Indeed he or she is so talented. He was impressed by their encryption algorithm.

He signaled the scared subordinate to leave before Zain snapped out.

"Let's go inside." Francesco turned towards Zain poke him to move forward.

Zain cocked his head to a side and raised his brow, "And search for your beloved?"

Francesco shrugged. If possible then, yes!

Both men walked towards their private room to grab a drink or two.

Seating on the red sofa, Francesco sighed. "She had not answered a single text or call of mine. Looks like, I have to try some other means.��

Zain shook his head and ignore his wining.
He was tired of listening about Arlette the whole day. One more sentence from Francesco's mouth and he was sure that he will punch him in the face.

Zain knew that Arlette must be shocked to wake up in Bennetti Mansion. She must be concerned about her parent's reaction.

Because of the feud between Bennetti and Pereira, she was maintaining her distance with Francesco. He looked at Francesco, and a pang of guilt crossed his eyes.

To divert his attention, Zain took a deep breath and asked calmly.

"All set of Hackathon? Did your sources get the coordinates?"

"Yes. The city outskirts. Location is quite isolated, and it is an abandoned building." Francesco informed Zain and took a sip of his drink.

He had some deep links on the dark web. He knew one of the organizers of this event and was able to get some insider information that will help Zain and him.

Francesco's mind drifted towards Arlette again. After this hackathon, he will again try to reach out to her.

He knew why she was not responding to him, but he will make sure that this time she will reach out to him and not the other way round.