the cube were very high. A simple operation of securing a box overnight, gone wrong, could lead to the loss of an important technology.
His resolve hardened.
“They won’t get hold of it. It’s not an option. You have my word boss. I’ll do everything in my power to ensure the success of this operation.” Anderson said.
He stood up and stretched a hand to Harris, who stood up also. They gripped hands tightly. For once they were not arguing about anything. They were on the same side, fighting the same enemy. Anderson felt glad that Harris had understood immediately the danger they now faced. The mafia was not your regular criminals. These were highly organized people with better and more sophisticated equipment than the police and the bureau put together.
If they were to succeed, they needed to work together.
“I’ll have as many men as I can guard that bank.” Harris said.
Anderson’s brow creased. “Boss, I don’t know if that’s a good idea. The more people there are, the more confusion there will be.”
“What do you suggest then?” Harris said.
“The fewer the better. The coordination will be smooth and we’ll work together easily. Just two more boys in addition to myself, Clark and Jackson.”
“OK Anderson. I’m putting all my trust in you for this one.” Harris said.
CHAPTER SEVEN
We’ve become like an old married couple, Lisa thought as she slid into Harper’s car.
“Morning” Lisa said.
“Morning” Harper mumbled back.
Lisa looked at him closely. His eyes were blood shot and he looked as if he had not had enough sleep.
“Long night?” Lisa said.
Harper navigated the car into the main road before answering her.
“You could say that.” He finally said.
Lisa swallowed her irritation. She hated this habit of Harper’s. He treated every piece of information like it was a state top secret. What did it matter if you volunteered personal information?
Then to her surprise, he went on to explain.
“I’ve been having a rough time accessing the bank’s servers. For seven days now, I’ve been at it and nothing. Our mission’s success depends on it.”
“Were you able to?” Lisa asked, holding her breathe.
Harper turned to her with a huge grin. “Yes. This morning I finally got through. You see, most banks have a two factor authentication system, which is very difficult to access. Our Bank is no different. However, I got a break through because one of their servers had a one way verification system and I was able to hack into it.”
Lisa was not very good at IT stuff and she was struggling to understand what Harper was talking about.
“So what does all that mean?”
“It means that I can see their security, I can see the bank layout, and I have access to their security cameras.” Harper said. “I’ll show you when we get to my apartment. By the way, that’s where we’re working today.”
“Oh, OK.” Lisa said.
Harper’s apartment was neat and tidy, the curtains and window open to let in clean smelling air.
“Want some coffee?” Harper said.
“Sure.” Lisa said and followed him into the kitchen.
Like his living room, the kitchen was clean, with everything stashed away where it should be.
“You’re very neat.” Lisa said in awe.
“Yap, I hate living in a messy environment. It interferes with my thinking.” Harper said, putting water in a pot to boil.
When the coffee was ready, Harper carried both mugs towards the living room, and into the hallway. Lisa followed him passed his bedroom. She paused to take a quick peek at his room. It held a double bed, of course neatly made, and a small bedside table with a lamp and a couple of books on it. She caught up with Harper as he entered another bedroom.
Stepping in, Lisa saw that it was not a bedroom at all. It had at least three computers and the window was sealed so that the only light came from a bulb hanging from the ceiling. There were other equipment that Lisa had never seen, as well as a
His resolve hardened.
“They won’t get hold of it. It’s not an option. You have my word boss. I’ll do everything in my power to ensure the success of this operation.” Anderson said.
He stood up and stretched a hand to Harris, who stood up also. They gripped hands tightly. For once they were not arguing about anything. They were on the same side, fighting the same enemy. Anderson felt glad that Harris had understood immediately the danger they now faced. The mafia was not your regular criminals. These were highly organized people with better and more sophisticated equipment than the police and the bureau put together.
If they were to succeed, they needed to work together.
“I’ll have as many men as I can guard that bank.” Harris said.
Anderson’s brow creased. “Boss, I don’t know if that’s a good idea. The more people there are, the more confusion there will be.”
“What do you suggest then?” Harris said.
“The fewer the better. The coordination will be smooth and we’ll work together easily. Just two more boys in addition to myself, Clark and Jackson.”
“OK Anderson. I’m putting all my trust in you for this one.” Harris said.
CHAPTER SEVEN
We’ve become like an old married couple, Lisa thought as she slid into Harper’s car.
“Morning” Lisa said.
“Morning” Harper mumbled back.
Lisa looked at him closely. His eyes were blood shot and he looked as if he had not had enough sleep.
“Long night?” Lisa said.
Harper navigated the car into the main road before answering her.
“You could say that.” He finally said.
Lisa swallowed her irritation. She hated this habit of Harper’s. He treated every piece of information like it was a state top secret. What did it matter if you volunteered personal information?
Then to her surprise, he went on to explain.
“I’ve been having a rough time accessing the bank’s servers. For seven days now, I’ve been at it and nothing. Our mission’s success depends on it.”
“Were you able to?” Lisa asked, holding her breathe.
Harper turned to her with a huge grin. “Yes. This morning I finally got through. You see, most banks have a two factor authentication system, which is very difficult to access. Our Bank is no different. However, I got a break through because one of their servers had a one way verification system and I was able to hack into it.”
Lisa was not very good at IT stuff and she was struggling to understand what Harper was talking about.
“So what does all that mean?”
“It means that I can see their security, I can see the bank layout, and I have access to their security cameras.” Harper said. “I’ll show you when we get to my apartment. By the way, that’s where we’re working today.”
“Oh, OK.” Lisa said.
Harper’s apartment was neat and tidy, the curtains and window open to let in clean smelling air.
“Want some coffee?” Harper said.
“Sure.” Lisa said and followed him into the kitchen.
Like his living room, the kitchen was clean, with everything stashed away where it should be.
“You’re very neat.” Lisa said in awe.
“Yap, I hate living in a messy environment. It interferes with my thinking.” Harper said, putting water in a pot to boil.
When the coffee was ready, Harper carried both mugs towards the living room, and into the hallway. Lisa followed him passed his bedroom. She paused to take a quick peek at his room. It held a double bed, of course neatly made, and a small bedside table with a lamp and a couple of books on it. She caught up with Harper as he entered another bedroom.
Stepping in, Lisa saw that it was not a bedroom at all. It had at least three computers and the window was sealed so that the only light came from a bulb hanging from the ceiling. There were other equipment that Lisa had never seen, as well as a
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