Cloud 9
Amy wandered into the office to find Pyke leaning over his desk fiddling with wiring encased in a large black box.
“What’s up?”
“We’ve been hacked, but I’m sorting it. I hear from Gabe you’ve been a busy bee helping our Irish friends. Sorry I haven’t been much help, but I’ve been tied up with this all day. Is it sorted?”
“Yeah, dishing out a little payback on a few bullies. They’re a nice bunch, the Irish Unit.”
“Gabe’s a good boy. He’s another ex-hacker. We have our uses. Not sure how I’m going to sort a dead person’s Twitter account kicking butt, but hey, glad we were able to help. Now can you make me a cuppa? I’ve nearly got this sorted.”
Amy smiled to herself with a feeling of accomplishment. If the systems were down, Pyke may not have witnessed what she’d actually pos
