Chapter 2
After a miserable flight the next morning—Tuesday—I was back home in Atlanta. I cleaned up before heading to the office. I sent a text to Kevin Patel in the IT Department as I was on my way in. He knew his stuff, and I had relied on him for his expertise in other cases. Together, I hoped we could come up with a way to catch our thief.
When he saw me rounding the corner, Kevin raised his hands in a defensive gesture. “I know what you’re going to say, Felix! But there’s no way someone’s hacking in. I have the system locked up tighter than Kim Kardashian’s jeans.” He was a huge fan of her reality show.
I c****d my head to one side and waited. Kevin bristled. “It just can’t happen. Well okay, it could happen, but the hacker would have to be seriously good—better than I am.” He moo
