Dylan sat in his office, eyes closed as he rested his head on the headrest of his swivel chair. He pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly. He had managed to hold the Chase Corps with iron hands for the past seven years just to fulfill the promise he made to his wife, Teagan Ford. He picked up Reagan's picture frame from his desk and felt it with his fingers, a sweet smile curled at the corners of his lips as he took the frame to his lips, kissing it lightly.
"I miss you Tee" He whispered. Just as he was about to set the picture back on the table, there was a light tap on his door followed by Jake's light but hurried footsteps.
"What is it? I told you I needed to take a break gor a minute" Dylan complained.
"Dylan, we found traces of the hacker who stole our data. He's the number one hac
