The Code Within: A Thriller (Trent Turner Series) by S. L. Jones Page A
Authors: S. L. Jones
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“I will have the guards take care of the matter here, in The Dungeon, in front of the others. Mikhail is in the server room with me. I will inform him of the problem.”
“Good,” Kozlov said, before he ended the call.
Sokov knew the old-timer hated computers and thought little of what he referred to as his “socially inept degenerates” that he kept in The Dungeon. The one thing the Bratva leader couldn’t ignore about his new recruits was the bottom line. The Russian was amazed at just how lucrative his army of hackers had become in just a few short years.
Operation Berlin had been in process for the past eighteen months. It was the most sophisticated and audacious operation the Bratva leader and his siloviki backers had ever attempted, and the powerful group of Russians expected it to yield the biggest payday in history.
The name of the operation was symbolic. The hatred and anger that burned deep inside him and his comrades was no less than the day the Wall came down. If he were asked, he would probably say their hatred of the United States of America was even stronger.
In their enemies’ eyes, the collapse of the Berlin Wall was the beginning of the end for the Soviet Union, and the event had served as bitter motivation over the years that had passed. There had been some close calls along the way, but this was the operation that would put balance back into the world and finally swing the pendulum in their favor.
These men loathed the United States and had sworn to transform their motherland into what it once was: powerful, feared, and communist. They had planned the modern-day version of a coup d’état, one where they would use technology to cause enough chaos for the American people to revolt.
Chapter 28
DENNIS ZANDER LOOKED over at the door to the server room when it opened. A wiry man whom he knew as Mikhail appeared, his frame backlit by the bright lights from inside. A loud voice could be heard barking out in Russian, before the door sealed shut behind him. The tone of the voice was angry. The hacker had been working hard to learn the language, and his work had finally paid off. He knew they were talking about the death of a US senator’s son.
Zander shrunk nervously in his chair as Mikhail approached the group he was sitting with.
“Some shit is going down,” Mikhail said with a thick Russian accent. His voice was deeper than it should have been.
“Good thing I won’t be here to catch any grief,” Zander said nervously. “I need to head out for my dentist appointment.” He shrugged his shoulders and forced a smile. He always talked too much when he got nervous, and this time was no different. “Now that I think about it, I’m not sure which would be worse. Maybe I should just stay here.” He laughed, and it sounded more contrived than he would have liked.
Mikhail wasn’t amused. “Very funny,” he said. “I suggest you not act like such a fool.”
“What’s the big deal?” Zander asked, unable to shut himself up.
The Russian shook his head and changed the subject. His tone was gravely serious. “When will your work be completed?”
“I’ve got data for the past three months from the locations you requested. It’s already loaded on the servers. The script is inserting the records into the database as we speak. It should be finished in a couple of hours. The script will fire off the rest of the jobs once that’s done.” He was uncomfortable but tried to act normal. “I’d say it’ll be done by the time I get back from my appointment.”
From the conversation he had just overheard, Zander knew coming back wouldn’t be an option if he wanted to stay alive. He hoped his bullshit sounded convincing.
“Good,” Mikhail said with a raised eyebrow, and walked away.
Since the unexpected death of his mother a month ago, Zander had been hell-bent on figuring out a way to get back at the Bratva. The bastards had threatened to kill her if he didn’t come to work for them,
“Good,” Kozlov said, before he ended the call.
Sokov knew the old-timer hated computers and thought little of what he referred to as his “socially inept degenerates” that he kept in The Dungeon. The one thing the Bratva leader couldn’t ignore about his new recruits was the bottom line. The Russian was amazed at just how lucrative his army of hackers had become in just a few short years.
Operation Berlin had been in process for the past eighteen months. It was the most sophisticated and audacious operation the Bratva leader and his siloviki backers had ever attempted, and the powerful group of Russians expected it to yield the biggest payday in history.
The name of the operation was symbolic. The hatred and anger that burned deep inside him and his comrades was no less than the day the Wall came down. If he were asked, he would probably say their hatred of the United States of America was even stronger.
In their enemies’ eyes, the collapse of the Berlin Wall was the beginning of the end for the Soviet Union, and the event had served as bitter motivation over the years that had passed. There had been some close calls along the way, but this was the operation that would put balance back into the world and finally swing the pendulum in their favor.
These men loathed the United States and had sworn to transform their motherland into what it once was: powerful, feared, and communist. They had planned the modern-day version of a coup d’état, one where they would use technology to cause enough chaos for the American people to revolt.
Chapter 28
DENNIS ZANDER LOOKED over at the door to the server room when it opened. A wiry man whom he knew as Mikhail appeared, his frame backlit by the bright lights from inside. A loud voice could be heard barking out in Russian, before the door sealed shut behind him. The tone of the voice was angry. The hacker had been working hard to learn the language, and his work had finally paid off. He knew they were talking about the death of a US senator’s son.
Zander shrunk nervously in his chair as Mikhail approached the group he was sitting with.
“Some shit is going down,” Mikhail said with a thick Russian accent. His voice was deeper than it should have been.
“Good thing I won’t be here to catch any grief,” Zander said nervously. “I need to head out for my dentist appointment.” He shrugged his shoulders and forced a smile. He always talked too much when he got nervous, and this time was no different. “Now that I think about it, I’m not sure which would be worse. Maybe I should just stay here.” He laughed, and it sounded more contrived than he would have liked.
Mikhail wasn’t amused. “Very funny,” he said. “I suggest you not act like such a fool.”
“What’s the big deal?” Zander asked, unable to shut himself up.
The Russian shook his head and changed the subject. His tone was gravely serious. “When will your work be completed?”
“I’ve got data for the past three months from the locations you requested. It’s already loaded on the servers. The script is inserting the records into the database as we speak. It should be finished in a couple of hours. The script will fire off the rest of the jobs once that’s done.” He was uncomfortable but tried to act normal. “I’d say it’ll be done by the time I get back from my appointment.”
From the conversation he had just overheard, Zander knew coming back wouldn’t be an option if he wanted to stay alive. He hoped his bullshit sounded convincing.
“Good,” Mikhail said with a raised eyebrow, and walked away.
Since the unexpected death of his mother a month ago, Zander had been hell-bent on figuring out a way to get back at the Bratva. The bastards had threatened to kill her if he didn’t come to work for them,
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