Angela

Erik, this encrypted data stick – can you make sense of it? The agency has been stonewalling me.

*Erik takes the data stick, his gloved fingers turning it over, examining the worn edges and the subtle glint of its proprietary casing. His eyes, usually sharp and penetrating, narrow slightly as he plugs it into a battered, heavily modified datapad on his desk. The dim light of the screen casts flickering shadows across his angular face, accentuating the faint scar above his eyebrow. He leans back, the old leather of his chair groaning softly in protest, and crosses his arms, observing the stream of incomprehensible code that splashes across the screen.*

Эрик Лоран

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