Page 56 of Bound by Passion (Ravage MC)

“I can’t believe this shit!” he raged.

“Talk to me. What do we need to do? Are the precautions in order?” I asked, setting the laptop on the counter away from Micah, just in case.

Micah ripped his fingers through his hair and took in a deep breath. “Fuck, I can’t believe I almost smashed that damn machine. More so, I can’t believe I lost my shit.”

It wasn’t normal for Micah to ever lose his shit unless it came to his woman, Ensley, and baby girl, Remy. If it had something to do them, all bets were off. Being in the Marines, his head was clear and always ready to go. It just showed how frustrated he was with himself. He had to come to terms that all this wasn’t on him.

He had help. He just needed to breathe and tell us what he needed.

“All good.” I looked at the laptop. “Guessin’ this was the problem.”

“Ya think?” he smarted back, and I glared daggers at him. Yes, he was my brother, I’d kill for him, and he was going through frustrations, but I wasn’t going to put up with his shit.

“Know you’re pissed, but stop that shit,” I told him calmly.

He fell to the chair. “The several firewalls, anti-spy, and antivirus should’ve protected our information, but I won’t know for sure until I power everything up again.”

“What the fuck’s goin’ on here?” Deke growled low, inspecting the room and finding everything was turned off.

“Laptop fucked us. Screens went fuzzy, and we had to un plug all the computers in the room,” I told him.

“Fucking hell. Did the coded algorithm I’d been workin’ on get destroyed?” he questioned.

“Don’t know,” Micah responded.

“Fuck. Do we need to pull Austyn and Buzz and get all hands on deck?” he asked us.

I shook my head quickly. “No. Let them have fun. We’ll see where we’re at and go from there.” Not that I didn’t want Austyn’s help; she’d proven to be a huge asset over the years. I just didn’t want my father to be involved. He needed time to let loose because he never did. It was his birthday, and I wanted him to enjoy himself. If we didn’t have to put everyone on alert, no need to interrupt their night.

“Right. Well, let’s fire this shit up and see what happens.”

I couldn’t help but send up a silent prayer to whatever god was up there to help us out here. Didn’t call on him pretty much ever, but damn, I’d take any help we could get right now.

Having our club, businesses, and accounts invaded would be the end of the Ravage MC.

Hated to think that way, but fuck, it was what it came down to.

On a nod, Deke and I went to the servers and began plugging them into the outlets. Micah started plugging in the wires under the table underneath the screens, which must’ve been what he pulled when I was around the corner.

As the machines came back to life, I’d fully admit that I was holding a bated breath. If the system was crashed, we were fucked, and I had no idea how we’d come back from it. Which was why we had so many security walls. The fact this laptop got through those said something, and it wasn’t something good.

None of us said a word as the lights flashed, fans ran, motors turned, and screens began to come to life. It felt like time stood still as we waited. Each second was painful.

Micah sat at the long computer table, his arms crossed over his chest, no doubt feeling the importance of this moment. Fuck. We ran all our businesses through here. The garage, strip club, storage units, laundromats, and stores—all of them.

This was going to be a fucking mess that would keep all of us busy for a long damn time and put us on lockdown.

A shit ton of code started running through the screens. Numbers, letters, and symbols flashed before our eyes. Green and white over and over with beeps and pauses.

Fucking hell.

The screens started flashing between different shades of red in warning.

“Fuck,” Micah said, sitting up close to the keyboard.

“What?” Deke asked.

“Give it a minute,” Micah stated. “Red means spyware, virus or encryption tried to get in. Let’s hope like fuck we’ll see green, telling us our system was strong enough to keep it out of the mainframe.”

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