Surveillance (A Chris Bruen Novel Book 3) by Hirsch Reece

Author:Hirsch, Reece [Hirsch, Reece]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781503933231
Published: 2016-03-14T16:00:00+00:00

Zoey reviewed the Facebook timeline of Esmerelda Chacon, which was filled with Harry Styles of One Direction, Taylor Swift, and yes, unicorns. Esmerelda seemed like a typical fifteen-year-old—maybe a tad immature for her age. Zoey knew exactly what buttons to push to get her to click an attachment and introduce their password-stealing malware.

It was really quite simple. Looking at the comments on her Facebook postings, it was clear that Esmerelda’s BFF was a girl named Celia Fargas. It took Zoey about five minutes to find Celia’s email address. In another five minutes she could have mocked up an email from Celia’s email account with a file attached regarding free tickets to a One Direction concert in Mexico City. That was an attachment that Esmerelda would open in about two seconds flat.

But Zoey didn’t want to do it. She knew that the Sinaloa Cartel would eventually figure out how the account passwords were stolen and how the malware was introduced. Even though they’d likely blame Esmerelda’s father, Zoey could imagine them holding Esmerelda accountable too, especially if she inadvertently opened the door to the hackers.

Zoey wanted no part of Roland’s plan. While the accountant for the Sinaloa Cartel should have known the risks that he was running, stealing from the drug lords was guaranteed to unleash a tidal wave of violence, and some of the casualties would undoubtedly be civilians. In retaliation for the massive theft, the cartel would want to send a message writ large and in blood.

Zoey rose from the computer and walked down a hallway to the house’s back porch, which looked out on mangy patches of grass and a majestic, fogbound mountain range on the horizon.

The night air was cool and still smelled strange to her, leafy and tropical and filled with the chirping of unfamiliar birds. She considered how she would escape from this place, but she realized it would not be so simple. Loja was a small town. Trains and buses were infrequent, and Damian and his crew would pick her up before she could board one.

What she needed was a car, but no one left keys lying around the house. If they caught her trying to escape, Zoey knew that they’d kill her. Roland would kill her.

“Nice night, isn’t it?”

Zoey jumped at the quiet voice behind her. Roland’s.

“Yeah,” she said. “Just clearing my head.”

“It’s a little noisy for my taste,” Roland said. “All those freaking birds chattering gets on my nerves. It’s not that it’s any quieter in London, but for me that’s all white noise. It’s like I don’t even hear it at night.”

“I know what you mean,” Zoey said. “San Francisco’s the same way for me.”

“You aren’t homesick, are you?”

Zoey realized that Roland had assigned himself to watch her. To stop her from making any attempt to escape.

“No, not as long as there are people back there that want to kill me.”

“I heard your objections about the hack. Now I see you standing out here, not working on the job. I have to wonder if you’re up for this.

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