The server room hummed, a monotonous drone masking a silent intrusion. Data streamed outwards, unnoticed, a digital leak slowly draining …
The rain lashed against the window of the coffee shop, mirroring the storm brewing inside old man Hemmings. His bakery, …
The server room hummed, a low throb of cooling fans battling the Nevada heat. Scott Morris, a Managed IT Specialist …
The blinking cursor mocked him. Old Man Tiber, a retired watchmaker, hadn’t touched a computer in decades. Now, his granddaughter …
The server room hummed, a discordant symphony of cooling fans and blinking lights. Old Man Hemmings, the owner of Hemmings …
The chipped mug warmed Scott’s hands, condensation forming a ring on the polished wood of his desk. A frantic call …
The chipped ceramic mug slipped from Amelia’s grasp, shattering on the polished concrete floor of the Reno office. It wasn’t …