Chapter 18
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atin sat monitoring the Seattle Center security cameras. They had hacked into the system. The security service was a private company that was at best unprofessional, and at worst out of date, with antiquated security. The biggest threats the security people faced were usually small groups demonstrating for some cause, nothing that was too serious or required first-class security people or systems.
The group monitoring the system included Farasie’s inner team and Fatin, his lead man in Seattle. They scanned the five screens as thousands of festival-goers milled in the seventy-four-acre Seattle Center.
By Labor Day there would be as many as 200,000 people attending Bumbershoot, an annual Seattle tradition that had taken off in popularity. Dozens of music groups played on sta
