Chapter Seventeen
(Caleb’s P.O.V)
It’s been ten straight hours of seating from across computer screens, trying my best to bypass the symmetric Algorithm encryption key of data in transit intercepted from ‘Uthman’s cell. And as it stands, I’m far cry from cracking the super-encrypted data with its 2048 bits’ keys having an awing ad infinitum possible combinations. Which in any news meant the twelve hours’ cycle mandated by Yakeen was still a long shot. And more sadly, the data had been backed with a fail-gracefully malware that eat up every bit of data at a failed attempt.
They had set up a workstation for me in our suite immediately after the little chat with Yakeen and had expected me to come through before the cycle eventually lapse. But lacking the mainframes and wideband I once had
