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    “Boss, you’re trying to blow up the deal, aren’t you?” said her subordinate, sounding far too pleased with himself. He had a solid grasp of how Maia operated and didn’t bother hiding it.


    “I just broke into the Cooper Group’s sales system and found something off. The transaction details are vague, no mention of the product specs at all. That’s enough for me to believe there’s something shady going on.”


    His tone dropped to a conspiratorial whisper as he said,


    “The goods are already on board a cargo ship, parked at Port 13. They’re nning to set sail at eleven tonight, which is way off from normal schedules. The Cooper Group is hiding something big.”


    Maia couldn’t help but smile, raising an eyebrow at his thoroughness. Her team was finally starting to see the bigger picture.


    “Impressive. Looks like you’re finally thinking things through,” she said, her tone half teasing. “So, any ideas for sabotaging the deal?”


    A flustered cough sounded on the line.


    Her subordinate scrambled for an answer.


    “I called you as soon as I figured this out! You’re the boss here. I figured you’d have the perfect n already.”


    “Enough excuses,” Maia snapped, her authority clear. “Get me every detail you can about that freighter — focus on the steering, main controls, andwork systems. I want that ship to get lost at sea tonight. Make sure it doesn’t deliver the cargo on time.”


    A sh of interest lit up in Maia’s subordinate’s eyes.


    “Wait, are we actually going to break into the cargo ship’s control system?”


    Ships typically run on aging software — twenty-five, maybe thirty years old at best. Security gaps widen as updates get skipped. Maia outlined the possibilities: those old VSAT terminals were easy prey, their satellite interfaces ripe for spoofing. Navigation systems also presented juicy targets, all too often neglected. She broke it down simply.


    After giving him enough time toprehend her exnation, she continued,


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    “We have three options. The first: mess with their navigation — spoof the GPS and send the ship off course or onto the rocks. The second: hit the propulsion controls, push the engines until they overheat, or slip in some code to lock everything down. The third: take over the main control unit, lock up themand functions, and force a total system shutdown. Clear enough?”


    Wide-eyed and almost breathless, the subordinate scribbled notes at lightning speed, barely able to keep up.


    No wonder Maia led Pris — her expertise seemed endless and her confidence unmatched.


    “Boss, you’re incredible! Nobody else exins things like you,” he said, then admitted with a bashful grin, “Though most of that flew right over my head.”


    Maia just shook her head.


    “Forget it for now. Send me all the data, and I’ll show you how to handle the rest. If you’ve got a spare minute, dig up some case studies. Either way, we need to move fast. Time isn’t on our side.”


    “Will do! I’ll tap into the maritime bureau and get the cargo ship’s specs right away!”


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