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Katelyn forced a smile, though curiosity still sparkled in her eyes.
“Why are you here? Has there been any progress on the firewalls?” she asked.
Jaxen responded casually, “Someone has been assisting me with cracking the system. We’re halfway through the mission and should be able toplete it by tonight.”
Vincent watched Katelyn closely, searching for any signs of deception.
In truth, Katelyn was a terrible liar. Every time she felt anxious, she would look down to avoid eye contact. It was an action she couldn’t control. It was simr to someone instinctively closing their eyes when they sensed danger.<fn8fd8> This update is avable on fin?novel</fn8fd8>
Katelyn’s every slight movement gave away the true feelings she was trying to hide.
She tried her best to put on a mask of surprise and joy. “Is that true? Oh, God. I can finally get rid of this stupid cor. Thank you for your hard work!”
Jaxen scratched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed. “Actually, you shouldn’t thank me. If anyone deserves your gratitude, it’s the person who helped me hack the system. I think it might be TS.”
Upon hearing that, Katelyn’s jaw dropped. “Are you sure it’s TS? Isn’t that person supposed to be elusive?”
Just then, Vincent broke his silence. The intensity of his gaze made it hard for anyone to look him in the eye. “In fact, we were able to track the other hacker’s IP address, and it’sing from this hotel.”
He then softened his tone and asked, “What were you doing earlier, Katelyn? And why did it take so long to open the door?”
Katelyn rubbed her eyes, showing how visibly tired she was.
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“Well, I felt really bad earlier, so I decided to take a nap on the couch.”
Vincent nced at the spotless couch. There was no pillow or nket on it. The weather in Yata was vastly different from Granville, and one would need a proper nket to sleepfortably at night.
Katelyn’s excuse was full of holes. Even so, Vincent didn’t expose her.
He was almost sure that she was TS, and he knew she would never admit it.
“Jaxen’sputer broke down. Do you mind if I borrow yours?” Vincent asked.
This was the best way to determine if Katelyn and TS were one and the same
Catching onto Vincent’s n, Jaxen nodded in agreement. “Myputer’s screen turned ck all of a sudden. Someone must’ve hacked it.”
With her sharp mind, Katelyn quickly understood what they were nning.
The repeated location pings had clearly aroused Vincent’s suspicions about her once again.
Katelyn responded with aposed smile. “Certainly.” She brought herptop with her. It was a sleek, ck notebook, enhanced with a custom-installed system she had designed herself—of the highest quality. When Jaxen received theptop, his eyes sparkled with admiration.
“Thisptop has specs that surpass my own. Did you assemble this yourself?”
A top-tier hacker needed top-tier equipment to maximize their abilities, much like a skilled warrior needing a reliable weapon.
Katelyn responded nonchntly, “I’m not well-versed in these things. I hired someone online to handle everything for me.”
“Is that so? Well, whoever set up thisptop for you is a real pro,” Jaxen said as he admired it.
Before seeing Katelyn’sptop, he had believed his own was the best around. Now, he recognized how narrow his view had been.
Vincent shot Jaxen a look.
He had taken Katelyn’sptop for a reason—not because he wanted Jaxen to admire it.
Jaxen quickly grasped the meaning and responded with a discreet thumbs-up. When he examined theptop, however, he saw no evidence of active programming. The screen disyed severalrge folders containing Katelyn’s past design sketches and a few soap operas she had downloaded but not yet watched.
Jaxen kept searching, trusting Vincent’s assessment. Despite the high-end specs, theptop seemed quite ordinary.
Katelyn watched their interaction with a smile. She was about to speak when a sudden knock came at the door.
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