CHAPTER FOUR
“How’s it going?” Joelle entered Bryce’s office, carrying a pizza box with a paper bag sitting on top.
The scents of oregano and freshly baked crust made his stomach growl. He glanced at the right corner of his monitor. Eight o’clock? He’d lost track of time, but that didn’t surprise him with everything happening.
“Trying to stay a step ahead of the hackers isn’t easy. They may have found a hole, but they didn’t crack the encrypted format.”
That, unfortunately, wouldn’t stop the thieves from trying to steal information again. Every time Bryce’s engineers changed something, the hackers modified their programs to try to get around the new security. It didn’t help that they used stolen credit cards to register and pay for memberships. If only he could run extensive background
