The Code

Prologue

All across London, men were walking: all in identical grey suits; all with suitcases and all wearing black masks. The people around them stared as they made their way to multiple forms of public transport. Seven of them travelled down two escalators to the train platform. The train appeared and they all got on the same carriage, followed by multiple members of the public. A tall man, with a shaggy beard and curly hair had followed them from the centre of London, and now stood next to them on the train. It started moving and the men in suits looked around. One noticed the shaggy man staring at him and nudged the identical man standing next to him. They both stood and watched the shaggy man close his eyes. They stayed shut for a minute; then he opened them and moved extraordinarily fast to the light switch. He smashed the glass, and all of the lights in the train went out.

At the next station; all of the passengers ran out, and the train’s power went out. The driver climbed out of his cabin and made his way down the train. He got to the carriage where the men had been and his eyes widened in shock. He jumped out of the train and ran to the nearest phone.

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“Shit,” she murmured as a red box appeared on the screen of her computer. Code knew they were being hacked. There was a knock on the wall. Alexis looked around the inside of her van and attempted to conceal the remnants of last nights hack. Another knock. “One second!” She exclaimed.

“Alexis Greene?” A deep voice called. Alexis stopped moving and her eyes widened. They knew she was here. “If you don’t open up; we’re coming in, Alexis,” the man’s voice continued. Alexis ran to her computer and shut the lid; it was no use now. She quickly piled a few papers on top of the closed laptop; then went to the door and slid it open. A bald man in a black suit stood outside, along with a young, brown haired, muscled man in dark clothing.

“Get out, Alexis,” the muscled man said. She looked around and hesitated. The man lifted his arm up and pulled her out.

“Now, do you want to tell us why you were hacking our security, or do you want us to get it out of you?” The man in the suit asked. Alexis stayed silent.

“Option two then, Max,” the muscled man chuckled. He looked at Alexis. “Your game’s over, sweetie.”