Smith surveyed the Security
Operations Room. It was as he expected it. Rows of technicians
hunched over their workstations, centered around a large screen at
the front. All of them human and in no way similar to each other.
Sometimes you could tell who you were working for just by looking at
the staff. Everything looked state of the art. To be expected when
working for Weyland Consortium. They had the money and were not
afraid to spend it to protect their interests. A very young and
inexperienced looking man approached him. He looked like the picture
you might see next to the definition of Easy Mark in the Anarch
hacking bible.
Dale: Good evening. You must be Mr
Smith. My name is Dale. I am the junior Security Officer assigned to
assist you.
Smith: Is this your first time, Dale?
Dale: I have observed a number of
operations, but this is my first time acting as the junior security
officer.
Smith: Is one of your family members
someone I should know? You're not related to the Chief Security
Officer here at Weyland?
Dale: I graduated at the top of my
class and I can assure you I am fully trained and ready to provide
advice on what tools we have available.
Smith: I hope you are. Without
someone to watch over you, you are going to have to be very good if
you want a long career at Weyland.
Dale: Yes, sir. We have all the usual
tools at our disposal...
Smith: Skip that. I read the
briefing. Tell me about the hacker.
