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“Ferdinand Martinez Jr. Senator Martinez’ son. He owns the drug cartel within Eurasia. He’s your next target,” I heard Kelly said as she threw me a folder. “I also sent his file to your tablet,” she added as I took one of the tablets in a cabinet just beside her monitor.
All the devices here are encrypted and all because of Kelly’s brilliance. She’s a computer god indeed. It scanned my thumb for my fingerprint, and I needed to enter a 16-character password that is sent to my phone. This changes every time I need to access my accounts inside the mafia.
Before, I thought mafias are all about guns and killings. But I realized that I was just trained that way. Kelly specialized in other fields, and that’s the computer and analytics department. She practically runs this place.
