Chapter 16 - Jack Contacts His Old Agency Contact For Help
Jack pulled a burner phone from his tactical vest, punching in a sequence of numbers he had memorized by heart.
The phone rang three times before a gruff, tired voice answered on the other end of the secure line.
“If this is a bill collector, you dialed the wrong graveyard,” the voice grumbled over the speaker.
“Wake up, Marcus; I know you’re still pulling night shifts in the cyber-forensics division,” Jack said calmly.
The line went dead silent for several seconds before the voice returned with a sharp, nervous edge.
“Jack? Good God, man, every federal bounty hunter in the country has your face plastered across their screens!” Marcus hissed.
“I need a clean set of diplomatic passports and a scrambled comms relay routed through a foreign server, Marcus,” Jack demanded.
“You’re asking me to commit treason of the highest order! The director will have my badge and my head!” Marcus argued.
“The director is running a shadow syndicate that’s selling state secrets to foreign adversaries, Marcus,” Jack revealed.
“Prove it, Jack... send me the encrypted metadata, and I’ll see what I can do from my terminal,” Marcus relented.
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Jack transferred the compressed data packet from his pocket drive, crossing his fingers that his old friend would pull through.
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