Some people might think that swearing at inanimate objects was stupid, but those people didn’t work with computers intimately. Computers needed to be sworn at, cussed out, talked to, cajoled and even caressed. Lee would even whisper sweet nothings into their speakers.
Many people would think this was futile, but none of those people had Lee Hierne’s prowess with computers. He was a virtuoso at mining, extracting and even hacking data. He had only been caught once, when he was a teenager.
He tiptoed in and out of secure databases with ease. Talking to computers was simple, talking to people... not very. He was staring at his computer right now. Because he could not find any information on Ash Gilt besides the basics.
He called Bryan back and asked for his report on Ash Gilt. There was always a possibility that he’d overlooked some source of information. Juggling his business and campaign responsibilities meant he sometimes dropped the ball.
He could hear Bryan breathing hard as he lumbered back to his desk to look up the report. Bryan was carrying about eighty extra pounds, and none of it muscle. Not like Ash, who was curvy, a Marilyn Monroe-like figure. You could almost hear the drum music as you watched her walked away.
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