Chapter 2

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"Hey dude wait up"
"Hey leatherhead what's cracking"
"Hey Noah get this, some idiots just hacked into the Arabian government and gave all the information they had to an unknown benefactor. Heard its Utopía."
"What the fuck? The U.S would never be stupid enough to engage in a state sponsored hack. That comes down on them, an impeachment is the only way out. Also benefactor? Jesus Abby, I know we're on the Harvard campus walking to class but damn, you don't need to get all fancy on me now."
I should probably introduce myself before Abby interrupts me again. I'm Noah, Abby's best friend since kindergarten. It was her idea to go from Cali all the way across the country to go to Harvard. 5 months in and I still haven't gotten over the jet lag. Both graduated with alumni, all the fanciest stuff in the fucking books. Be honest I couldn't give a damn right now. At least moving to the so called land of the free from soaking sun England was somewhat easy. No I haven't gotten over that jet lag either. I had to move with Abby because my family just couldn't care for me anymore. My dad had filed for bankruptcy, and who knows what Mom did. Last I heard from her she was working a 9 to 5 at Tesco. Now enough bout me life story, you're probably wondering how I got into bloody Harvard for fucks sake. Simple really. I hacked every single critical government infrastructure around the world at the same time. I alerted all of them appropriately of course, I ain't ready to go to jail for selling Russia's missiles to the highest bidder.
"Noah? Noah!? Did you hear anything I said over the past five minutes?"
"No Abby. Caught in my own train of thought. Come on mate, you know I'm like this."
"Precisely, apart from what I said about Utopía, you haven't payed attention to a damn bloody thing. I'm amazed you're averaging higher than a C there mate."
"No comment."
First class I had that day was science. I don't care how zinc reacts to fucking copper, just get me out of here! Whispering this in Abby's ear gets in me in the headmaster's office:
"Our chemistry teacher is more boring than a steroid enhanced Boris Johnson on Saturday Night Live doing a comedy skit!"
Really that was a just a distraction (me and Abby had practiced this a million times already) to get me out of science and back to our dorm. The idea was we'd be pulled out of all classes for the remainder of the day. We had very important business to attend to.
As I'm walking out all I hear is Abby whisper:
"You are right bloody welcome Headmaster Boris fucking Johnson"
So as we walk back to the dorm we share, we immediately start thinking about what could be awaiting us. Prior to the time we go to the dorm, all we knew was that we had mail awaiting us from the U.S Congress. Still better than the Parliament but I'm tired of English comparisons for the day (especially after Brexit. Fucking morons). I can tell you we didn't expect to have to yell at two government agents for a warrant giving them permission to search two $10,000 gaming PCs.
"And in what name of the right bloody lord do you have right now to be searching me and me mate's expensive PCs?"
"Do you really think you know what you're getting into right now son?"
I said yes, but something told me extremely otherwise.
The piece of mail we received was two different employment contracts for the FBI.
And because of my past encounter with hacking, it was either sign or go to jail. Abby had to sign too. What could she have possibly done that would be damning enough to force her into a role of state sponsored hacking?

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