Zeke scratched his neck. The itch felt seated deep in his spine, and no amount of prodding had relieved the annoyance. His fingers wandered over the keyboard as the hacker began to review the security code for his intrusion countermeasures. Every day, Zeke had run similar diagnostics to ensure that the government had made no intrusions into Lawbreaker networks.
Several miles away, in a secured facility on the other side of the city, a light began to blink on a bank of computer servers, and technicians in neckties scrambled wildly to their workstations. Commands were shouted and code began to stream across wireless networks.
With a shudder, Zeke slid from his chair and sprawled on the floor. His eyelids blinked rapidly as his jaw worked open and shut a few times before he lay still. At the base of his brain stem, a small robotic implant flexed its tiny cathodes and began burrowing toward certain key neural clusters. It vibrated rapidly, sending electrical pulses along the bio-tissues, playing the synapses like a concert cellist. Zeke sat up slowly and straightened his shirt, grimacing at the grease stains left by his last meal. He dialed the telephone and waited.
One of the neckties across the city put a hand to his earpiece. “He’s coming on the line now, sir!”
Director Harford nodded and picked up his telephone. “Hello?”
Zeke’s body smiled. “Agent Hyde, reporting for duty, sir.”
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