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My brother actually laughed at dinner and said, ‘I sold that useless laptop of yours for five hundred bucks. Finally got rid of your junk.’ My cousins cheered him on. Then he added, almost proudly, ‘Already handed it off to the buyer.’ I got up, stepped outside, and called my supervisor. By the time I made the report, the FBI cyber team was already tracking the device…

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need you downtown this afternoon,” she said. “Counterintelligence recovered additional buyer communications. Derek may still be useful on one point.”

I leaned against the cold stone wall outside the courthouse. “He’s in detention.”

“We know. We may ask whether you’re willing to meet him first.”

The idea hit like bad weather. “Why?”

“Because one message continue reading …

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