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Saudi Arabia
Standing in his Saudi cell, Kovac watched on as years of high-risk work and exhaustive planning crumbled to dust.
He couldn’t understand it. He’d recruited the world’s finest hackers – those not serving prison sentences or working as state-employed White Hats. Kovac had also assembled the best private army money could buy. From true believers, to seasoned cons and experienced mercenaries, he’d blended them into an elite-level unit.
The patience he’d shown. The sacrifices he’d made. And to have it all go up in flames? He was so close to executing his plan, he could taste it.
Yet the taste was a bitter one. A kick in the balls coupled with the panic of further failures twisting deep in his abdomen.
Jana confirmed the worst from a nearby workstation. ‘They’re taking over
