Page 98 of Even Angels fall
“Now on the top right there should be something that says ‘browser history’. Do you see that?”
“Shit. In position,” is the answer we get instead.
“What is happening?” Elhyor asks.
“There is noise behind the door. They know we are here, and I think they circled us.”
”Get ready,” Elhyor says for the people inside this truck, and I know that means the team of twenty of his soldiers—and us—are about to get in to save the others.
“What’s in the history?” Luc asks, his voice still calm and collected.
“We don’t have time, Luc. We need to get ready for an attack,” Brice answers from inside the power room. He’s calm, too, but there’s an edge to his voice that means he’s not as confident as he wants to show.
“With all due respect, Brice, if they are cords and you didn’t find anything else, it means that the servers are all beyond the walls or the floor. It means this computer is the key to open whatever door leads to the real room we need. And you’re stuck no matter what, so we might as well find that room first.”
Wow.
I don’t know if Luc has some big balls or a death wish, but that was impressive.
“So, what is in the history of the browser?”
Maybe a bit of both.
“Only one thing, it’s called lockandsafe.com. I clicked on it and it asked me to download five files.”
“Good. Are any of them already in the bin?”
“All of them.”
“Copy them and put them back on the desk. We don’t have time to download anything. Is there one with a .exe at the end?”
”I click on it?”
”Yes,” Luc answers, “and if it asks you to confirm, you click ‘yes’ no matter how many times you have to do it.”
There’s noise on the com device and then a heavy clank.
“What was that?” I ask, standing at the same time.
There is no reason why I got up. It’s not going to get us there faster.
So, I sit back when Elhyor asks, “What was that?”
“Luc, kiddo, you’re a genius. There’s a door on the ground right behind the computer. It’s so thick that none of our scanners detected it. We’re going downstairs.”
There’s noise on the communication line and then nothing.
“Brice, can you hear us?” Elhyor asks next to me.
Nothing.
There is noise again, and then we finally hear Brice.
“All comms are dead downstairs. It looks like a bunker of old, but there are rows and rows of servers. We’re going to take care of them, but the stairs we went down are the only way in and out. We’re going to need an extraction when this is all over. I still can hear the guards beyond the door. It’s not all his troops. I counted fourteen different voices, but there could be more. Michaël isn’t amongst them so far and they haven’t tried to force the door yet.”
”They’re waiting for something or someone,” Elhyor answers. It should have been a question, but he phrased it like he was sure of himself.
“I came to the same conclusion,” Brice adds anyway. “I’m going back under; we only need ten minutes to finish disabling everything, so don’t take too long to come and save us.”
