Dead Ringer (Part 2)


Chapter Three

It didn't take long for the darknet to buzz with news that the goons had grabbed 3V3.

Someone posted surveillance footage of the abduction and backtracked it to the nail salon, the hair stylist and other errands. The real surprise was that she was being so open, since she was usually so cautious and discreet, and there was a bit of surprise that she appeared in the Catskills, but then someone posited that it would be the last place anyone expected to look.

The Catskills... Aaron Cohen thought. Who was monitoring the grid in the godforsaken Catskills? He knew SIMon would easily expand to cover the entire surveillance grid, and no doubt, the goons had managed to implement full extensibility. He was a little surprised that another hacker had gotten the footage, presumably through SIMon. Well, he reflected, the Surveillance Intelligence MONitor I designed for the powers that be is not my baby anymore. It's out there working for others, my adversaries for sure, but others too. I can't believe it pegged 3V3.

He tapped into the SIMon stat system and ran the logs. Holy crap. 98% make? That's incredible. 'I can't reliably get a 96% make on myself two days in a row', he thought.

Then he stopped thinking about the obvious flaw in the recog engine that could generate such a strong false positive and rewatched the footage, the raw data being much higher resolution than what was posted on the darknet. Others may have cracked into SIMon, but he could still play it like a virtuoso.

The footage was incredible. This girl was a dead ringer for 3V3. No wonder SIMon 'made' her. And no wonder the goon squad snatched her as soon as she was made.

That poor girl. She has no idea what deep dung she's fallen into.

Aaron didn't have to look too hard to find the ransom notes. The encryption was laughably poor. Presumably they wanted everyone to crack it, so the whole community knew the goons were holding R00tkid's girlfriend and were going to smoke him out ...or any other unwitting scriptkiddie who took the bait.

Then he wondered, did they deliberately use bad encryption or were they just more incompetent than even he thought. No matter. The effect was the same. The battle lines were drawn and armies and alliances were coalescing. The Helen of Troy scenario was running and there was no stopping it.

To be continued...



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