Below the description, the live bidding ticker was rapidly ticking upward, the current highest offer already sitting at a staggering, sickening number. The live commentary feed along the side panel was moving rapidly, filled with grotesque comments from anonymous buyers detailing their intentions once the lot was claimed.
Drakon slammed his heavy fist onto the wooden edge of Michael's console, cracking the trim. "Shut it down, Michael. Burn the entire server."
"I can't just delete the site, boss," Michael stammered, his fingers flying across his keyboard as he fought to track the live IP stream. "But now that the node is live, I can start tracing the host server's physical uplink."
"Do it fast," Drakon barked, his voice laced with a lethal, unyielding fury that seemed to shake the very
