Page 61 of Daddy's Oath
“What?” Jack asked.
“Guys, meet Stella. She’s a hacker extraordinaire.”
A woman’s voice came over the com system. “I was. Back in my old life before I was a Little. But I still remember all those skills. I’m ready to put them to good use tonight.”
“Yep. Then she’ll have a nice Hollywood vacation, complete with playing at Auntie Athena’s tomorrow,” Stryker noted.
“Nice to meet you, Stella,” Jack said. “How’d you get here so quick?”
“Stryker had a studio jet pick me up and whisk me here.”
“I needed the help,” Stryker added. “This level of hacking is way too advanced for me. I just create gadgets. My computer skills are limited.”
They weren’t limited as far as Ace was concerned. But he didn’t really know anything about the machines, so it didn’t take much to impress him.
“We’re almost ready,” Stella said.
“Harrison has raided the bar, by the way,” Styker added.
In the background, Harrison’s voice called out, “I’ll save y’all some booze.”
Jack laughed, but Ace only heard half the comments. He was now focused on the way the evening sun glimmered off the polished helicopter.
What Stella said next, however, got his attention once again.
“All right. You’ll see their lights go out. Their generator will kick on, but it’ll take a few minutes for their computer systems tocome back up. It doesn’t matter, though. I’m in there, blocking calls, jamming signals, and that sort of thing. Take your time.”
“Nice, Stella!” Ace cheered.
“Don’t mention it. To be honest, I’ve sort of missed hacking. Anyway, this is happening in… five, four, three, two… one.”
On cue, the property went dark.
It was still light enough outside that Ace had no problem seeing things, but the sudden disturbance drew the hired thugs out of their compound.
“What the hell?” one of them yelled.
Ace could see them on the balcony that rose above the cliff on large stilts.
“Let’s do this,” Jack said.
“Let’s,” Ace agreed.
The two men moved forward.
The whole thing went down quickly, with the employees of the security firm being completely overwhelmed as Ace’s fellow Daddy Guard members burst through doors from all directions.
Because it was now after five, many of the goons emplyed by the security firm had gone home. That, of course, made things easier for the Guard. The six men that remained on premises were too confused to mount much of a fight.
And the punches thrown—not to mention the shotguns some of the Daddy Guard held—were enough to scare the mercenaries into compliance.
Those guns only held non-lethal beanbag rounds, but the thugs didn’t know that.
Ace wasn’t about to tell them, either. He was all for whatever got this thing settled the quickest.
For his sweet girl’s sake.
Soon, Ace and the guys had the premises secure.
