Of course, Paul would find a girlfriend while they were running for their lives. When else would he do it? “You are an idiot.”
Paul threw his hands in the air. “I’m an i***t in love!”
After they ate and Paul went back to the kitchen, DJ felt alone, but much less worried. He picked up his Rigozy. He wanted to play, but it reminded him of standing in front of all those people. He shivered and hid it under his cot.
He checked his decryption program. Not much progress. He needed to target the 183-character encryption key directly. With nothing but time on his hands, he wrote some new logic and left it running. The rewrite took a couple of hours and left him brain dead, but he realized that buoy C17-H42 should have fresh data on it, so he logged in and downloaded its active memory.
DJ opene
