Josiah
I left the room while the kid was being bawled out over the phone by his mother. I slipped out, followed closely by Chris, and headed toward Frank’s desk. I couldn’t even see his bald head behind his wall of monitors. “Hey, Frank!”
His head popped up, a pair of glasses perched on his hawk-like nose. “Oh! Alpha! I’m glad you stopped by! I’ve been looking into the breach of your personal email accounts–”
“Yeah?” I grabbed a rolling desk chair from an empty desk nearby and dropped into it. “What have you found?”
Frank shuffled some things around on his desk and pulled down a black keyboard. His fingers clacked over the keys until a bunch of windows opened on one of the monitors. “Well, your hacker was pretty good, I chased the IP all over the globe before I found the source
