"Hand me the secondary decoder," I said, my voice cutting through the hum of the server racks as I jammed the access probe directly into the terminal port.
"The tactical override won't hold if the safehouse security system trips the secondary alarm," Marcus said, his eyes scanning the dimly lit corridor behind us as he handed me the small black module. "We have three minutes before Pierce's automated clean command wipes every server blade in this penthouse."
"He won't wipe them if he thinks we're still in the lobby," I replied, snapping the module into place. My fingers flew across the interface, overriding the local bypass codes with Eleanor's encrypted master key. "I'm not leaving without those core software files."
"The elevator just passed the twentieth floor," Marcus warned, steppi
