Zachary turned up eventually, not sorry for being late in the slightest - in his defense they hadn't agreed a time. Even through his pounding headache, he remembered everything. "Do I take it you don't need it cracked anymore?" Zachary asked Frankie, leaning against the desk chair as she sat emersed in documents. Click. Click. Click. This was getting her nowhere fast. There were thousands of documents saved to the computer and there was no rhyme or reason, nothing had a distinguishable file name and there were hundreds of folder within folders.
"No..." She released the mouse to look at Zach, "...his password was ridiculously easy." She rolled her eyes.
"Don't tell me... Did he use his own name?" Frankie shook her head, so he continued to guess, "Your name?" Once again she shook her hea
