Tempest Cohen

Tempest Cohen

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8 years ago I had the chance to bring down the company that took what my father built . I took it without even second guessing. Now I'm the most deadliest hacker according to Times magazine. I've exposed corrupt government workers , police officers and federal agencies. I've brought down so many people and put a lot of them behind bars . With in doing this I've broken up a lot of family and broke a heart that I didn't know I had . So much had happened that I didn't even stop to think about everything throughly. All I wanted was to better the world . But now , I'm on the run of one slight mess up . No where to run I do what they wouldn't expect . Hide in plain sight. My name is Tempest Athena Cohen and this is my story .
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