Wednesday came too soon for Jonah. He felt like he was leaving too many things unfinished at work. He was only going to be gone for five days, but the hacking issues in Resskaar had doubled since the weekend. He’d checked forums to try to find who was spreading the information, but he’d had no luck. Now he had to trust his team to handle it.
As the plane touched down in Chicago, Jonah turned on his phone and checked for messages from Tim. Nothing. His fingers itched to be on a keyboard, searching for the problem. He’d spent most of the last two nights doing just that and he was exhausted. The idea of being smashed in throngs of people at a convention made him cringe. Even at his best, he didn’t like crowds.
He followed the passengers off the plane as they moved like cattle; the bodies pr
