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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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only said, I didn’t know. I didn’t answer that one either—not because she deserved punishment, but because I had nothing left to do with anyone’s surprise.

At work, my review closed in my favor.

Thompson called me into her office, which always smelled faintly of black coffee and dry-erase marker.

“Your clearance is intact,” she said. “And before you ask,continue reading …

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